Chapter 5

                                    

                                          
The elevator doors open back up as Nathan came into view. He walked inside ignoring me as I stood straighter trying to hide how tired I really was. The ride was filled with awkward silence as I hesitantly looked over at him staring straight ahead. Normally I wouldn't care about the silence, but I felt like whatever he did he was trying to play mind games with me. I've never felt so nervous and uncertain about myself around any other man before.
I could have killed him here and now if it weren't for the elevator security camera. "Thank you for the shirt." I broke the silence. "Mr. Gallagher's assistant ran into me." I continued nervously making me annoyed at my uneasy behavior around him.
"Sounds familiar." He replied simply before looking down at me finally tearing his eyes away from the elevator doors. Nathan looked at me with soft eyes as I chuckled nervously remembering running into him at his family's party.
His tough demeanor quickly returned as the elevator dinged and the doors opened. "I expect coffee every morning." He said without emotion walking away after the doors opened making me scoff in disbelief. I couldn't understand how someone could be friendly and turn so cold in a matter of seconds.
Ignoring his hot and cold behavior as I followed him out of the building keeping my space away from him. Holding my jacket tight around my revealing tank top, whistling, and flinging my arm around trying to haul a cab.
I kicked my heals off entering my hotel room before stumbling and collapsing onto my soft bed. Nathan's undeniable handsome features flooded my mind and his deep voice rung in my ear when he caught me in his office. Quickly shoved the thoughts away hating the fact I was thinking these things about someone as cold and arrogant as him.
Getting up from my bed in exhaustion and taking off the tank top and throwing it away in one swift move as I walked towards my bathroom. After getting ready for bed, I dressed in only a long, baggy tee shirt before crawling into bed with a groan. I've never slept on such a heavenly bed like this one before now It felt like a soft, fluffy marshmallow cloud. I had been looking forward to it all day.
"This is black." Nathan gagged tensing his eyebrows in disgust after taking a sip out of the coffee cup I gave him. I quickly grabbed it from him as he looked up at me with a twisted look on his face. "Oh, sorry that's mine." I quickly gave him the other cup in my hand.
"You drink black coffee?" He asked as I took a large gulp of mine. "I've always needed all the caffeine I could get." I replied through a weak smile looking away to grab the trash off his desk from breakfast.
I could tell he wanted to ask me something, but he decided not to as he looked away. "I need you to come to my meetings with Mr. Roday and Johnson. And most of your filing will be for me and I expect you done before noon." Nathan said making me nod turning away to leave until he continued.
"I noticed your photo on your desk. Is that your boyfriend?" Nathan asked never looking up as he continued to work. I had printed out a photograph of my brother and I on his birthday a few years ago. It was the only recent one I had of him and I. "My brother, Nick." I answered making him hum.
I couldn't help but smile to myself knowing he was wondering if I was single or not. Shaking off the smile remembering I shouldn't care what he thinks of me. Other than a good, quiet, and innocent secretary.
"And the child?" He asked motioning to the other photo making me part my lips turning my head to my desk. "I should get started on your filing." I replied ignoring his question before leaving quickly.
Sighing heavily, I sat down on my comfortable desk chair to begin organizing Nathan's files into categories. There was massive amounts of documents that I needed to sort while simultaneously taking all of his calls and adding his new clients into his schedule. It was clear he was the most sought-after lawyer in the area. I was about to stand up with a stack of papers when someone unfamiliar walked up to my desk.