“What are you thinking about? Is something bothering you?” Benne asked when he noticed that Celsie had a slight frown on her face as they both walked into the bedroom.
Celsie’s brows creased as she turned to look at him, “Kind of.”
“Is it still about Anita? Or is this something else?” He asked curiously.
“No. Not her,” Celsie quickly assured him.
“So what is it then? Do you want to tell me about it?” He asked as he took her hand in his own and guided her to the couch in the bedroom, where they both sat down.
Celsie cleared her throat, “Uhm, do not take this the wrong way…” She started, and Benne gave her a nod to go ahead.
“I love you, and I love being intimate with you, but can we not do anything sexual for some time?” Celsie asked, and Benne watched her closely before giving her a nod.
“What do you mean by anything sexual?”
“You know… Like, no sex,” Celsie swallowed as she said it, her heart beating fast.
“Okay. How much time do you need?” Benne asked curiously.
“Maybe a couple of days?”
“That’s fine.”
“That’s fine? Just like that?” She asked with a slight frown. She had expected him to ask a lot of questions.
“Yeah. Do you want me to say something else?” He asked, and her frown deepened.
“Don’t you want to know why I don’t want anything sexual?” She asked, and Benne shrugged.
“Love, I’m sure you will tell me why if and when you want to. I don’t want you to feel pressured…”
Celsie shook her head, cutting him off, “I don’t feel pressured. Last night, you said it was my right to demand an answer when I need to be clear on something. It’s your right to do that too,” she reminded him, and Benne smiled.
“Yes, I’m aware of that. But then again, I wasn’t worried about your request. Our relationship shouldn’t be all about sex. I find you irresistible, and so it’s possible I’m overdoing it. I understand if you find it overwhelming and need…”
“No. It’s not overwhelming. I actually enjoy all of it. Maybe a lot more than I want to,” Celsie cut in and let out a little sigh.
“So, what’s the problem?” Benne asked, curious now.
“Look, I know that this might not make much sense to you, but I just need to be able to feel normal around you, especially when you touch me. We are going to be working together at the company, and I don’t want to be worried about feeling hot and flustered every time you touch me in public,” Celsie explained, and Benne grinned as he watched her babble on.
He wanted to tell her that she wasn’t supposed to feel normal around him, but he couldn’t do that. As much as he didn’t like it, she was someone that lived for her job, and he knew that she wouldn’t like to hear that he was going to be a distraction to her around the office even though he was her boss.
“Will it help if I tell you that you don’t need to touch me to make me feel hot and flustered too?” He asked as he raised her palm to his lips, and Celsie smiled weakly when she felt the liquid heat wash over her body. This was the exact thing she was talking about.
“At least that isn’t intentional on my part. That is your problem to solve, the same way I’m trying to solve mine,” Celsie said with a shrug.
“My problem to solve? Maybe I should avoid you while at the office. That should solve the problem,” Benne suggested.
“If that will help, we should do it,” Celsie said with a nod, and Benne groaned in frustration.
“No, Love. I’m just trying to say that none of that will help. I can promise not to touch you or have sex with you unless you beg me to. But I can also assure you that I don’t need to touch you to make you feel hot and flustered either. So if that’s the reason you want to stay off sex, you will have to find your way around it.”
“And what makes you think I will beg you to touch me?” Celsie asked suspiciously, and Benne shrugged. He doubted that she knew that physical contact was one of her love languages.
“Listen, I will do my best to keep my distance and keep my hands to myself until you want them on you,” he promised as he walked away from her, putting some distance between them.
“That doesn’t mean you won’t do what I want for the week as planned,” Benne reminded her with a smirk, “Now let’s get ready to join the others.”
Celsie cleared her throat, “There is something else I want to talk about,” she said, and Benne raised a brow.
“Okay, I’m listening,” he said as he sat down on the edge of the bed opposite her and looked at her.
“I’d like to move back to my office tomorrow,” she said, and Benne frowned.
“Why?”
“Because it is my office. I was transferred here as a director, not your personal assistant. And if you will agree with me, your decision to make a director your personal assistant wasn’t exactly a logical one. I’m sure by now everyone thinks you used that as an excuse to have an office romance with your girlfriend, and it doesn’t tell well of you,” Celsie pointed out as she stood up and walked over to where he was.
“Don’t come close. I can’t keep my hands away if you do,” Benne warned, and Celsie frowned as she stopped in her track.
“I said we should avoid sexual stuff, not stop physical contact altogether,” Celsie complained.
“Yeah. And you also said that every time I touch you, you feel warm and fuzzy…”
“I said, flustered, not fuzzy,” Celsie corrected.
“Same difference.”
“But I can touch you, can’t I?” Celsie asked, and Benne chuckled.
“No, you can’t. If you touch me, I’d want to touch you too, and when I touch you, you feel warm, fuzzy, and flustered, and you don’t want that. So it would be best if you kept your hands to yourself,” Benne said, making her scowl.
“You easily agreed to what I said because you don’t think I can keep my hands from you, didn’t you?” Celsie asked suspiciously, and Benne smirked.
“It’s not about what I think. It’s about what you want,” Benne said as he continued to watch her, wondering how he was going to be able to keep his hands off her much longer when he was already itching to hold her.
“Whatever. So about returning to my office…”
“I asked Harry to become my Co-CEO,” Benne said, and Celsie smiled.
“That is great. He has been doing a great job, and the title suits him more. You know, when I first started working at OmniGlobal, I thought he was the CEO,” Celsie said, and Benne gave her a nod.
“Yeah. When he agrees to fill the position, I will require a real assistant,” Benne pointed out.
“Oh!”
“Yes,” Benne said as he watched her.
“But I’m a director. I can’t.”
“I wasn’t asking you to be my assistant. I’m just saying that it’s fine if you want to return to your team since someone else will be occupying that office soon. Although I don’t like most of the people on your team, you can return to your office tomorrow. I’m sure they know better than to say or do anything that would cost them their job,” Benne said with a disapproving scowl when he recalled the conversation he had overheard the other day.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.
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