was like getting assurance from someone in your family that they had your back. And working with him for almost two weeks, I had learned one thing, when Mark says he’s got your back, he meant it.
Genna tried to smile, but she couldn't. She struggled to get up from the chair. I guess the jail thing was pressing on her pretty hard. I would be in the same condition if I were in her place. I walked over to her and helped her get out of the chair. I walked with her to the elevator door.
"Mark will find a way, don't worry." I tried to assure her.
Her eyes darted to me. Fear was dripping from them. But those were not guilty eyes. I can recognize guilt very easily and she was not guilty.
"I hope so." She replied with sadness in her voice. It felt my heart breaking. I don't know why, but I had felt attached to her from the moment I saw her crying in the bus. Some people leave a long lasting effect on you.
"Don't worry. Go straight to the cops and tell them exactly what Mark has said to you."
She nodded and disappeared in the lift.
I turned back. I'd have to face Mark now, after that kiss. It gave me goose bumps when I thought about it, it was passionate and intimidating. Actually, I enjoyed it. But why did I? I should have slapped him and walked away from there, but instead I enjoyed the kiss entirely too long. Yes, I had let him kiss me for almost a minute. I don't know why I did it, but it was done and I am almost equally guilty as he for not pulling away. And instead of going straight to HR I went to the restroom and stood in front of the mirror imagining his kiss and his full lips.
Wow, what did you do to me Mark?
But the question remains, why did I enjoy his kiss? Oh god, what is happening with my life? First, I fucked a stranger twice and let myself get a little too involved with that masked man. He was good in terms of sex, but I wanted more from him. But kissing Mark, when I didn't even like him that much? Or did I? Now, because of that kiss I was thinking about him in a different way.
Oh God, no, I can't like him. I can only concentrate on one thing and that is my career. And I have Mr. M to kiss and have sex with. I decided I wasn’t going to care about what Mark said or thought about me—it was a onetime fluke.
"Zoe," His eyes darted up as soon I entered his office.
"Hi, Mark. About the kiss—" I took a deep breath. I needed to clear things up with him. It was essential.
"Yes, I was going to ask about that…"
I cut off his words. "Yes, it was a fluke, maybe you had so much anger burning inside you that you kissed me. Let's forget it and focus on our work." I said everything in one go, without taking a break. It was burning inside my chest and I had to get it out.
His face darkened for a moment, like he expected something else to come from my mouth. But it was for a moment only, soon, his usual demeanor returned to his face. "Yes, it was something like that. I'm sorry."
A hint of pain bit my heart when he said he was sorry. Why, I didn't know, maybe because I had really enjoyed that kiss. It was soft and passionate at the same time.
"Anyway, we have lots of work ahead as we have two cases now. And you are going to work solely on the merger. I'll take care of Genna's case.”
"Merger case? I thought you would let me work on Genna’s. Can you please?" The thoughts of my dad finding out about me surfaced in my mind again. I couldn't let that happen and a safer way was to work on the Genna's case and let Mark handle the merger.
"If I'm not wrong, I'm your boss. And I decide what you get to work on." He had a smirk on his face. The passionate Mark I had seen a few minutes back was gone from the room and my boss was back. "And if you can't work on this one, the door is open." His words hit me like a bullet. Damn, he was back to being mean and rude.
Chapter 9
Mark
"It was a fluke."
Zoe's words pierced my mind like a blade saw cutting me in half. So she thought it was an error. It broke my heart