Chapter 83 - CHAPTER REPLAY

I'm very sorry for having a replayed chapter because I do have a lot of school works these days and also I'm doing my research paper. I promise to update new chapters everyday once I finished these.

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Chapter 11

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"Pardon, sir?" I pretended I didn't hear it correctly. Why would he want to give me a lift on my way home?

"I said, can I drive you home?" He repeated.

I stared at him for a few seconds. "I'm good, Mr. Parker. I'll just take the bus," I answered politely before fixing the papers again.

"I insist. I'll wait for you right…" he walked towards me before sitting on my chair. "Here." He smiled at me before crossing his legs like a bossy boss. I just nodded and pressed my lips together. I was putting the folders inside the cabinet when he leaned to get one of my pens.

"Seems like pink is your favorite color, huh?" He said while detaching the bunny's head from the top of the pen.

"Coral, sir," I corrected him before closing the drawer. It's impossible for someone not to notice it because most of my things here are coral-colored.

"Whatever, they're all the same." He put it back on my pen holder before standing up. "Let's go," he said before walking away. I grabbed my bag before following him.

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"How long have you been living in Queens?" He asked while driving.

"More than seven years, sir," I responded.

It's kind of weird that Mr. Parker is driving me to my apartment. I mean, I should be the one doing this for him. It makes me curious though.

"Are you living with your parents?" He asked again before holding the gear with his one hand.

Well, I wish I was. I miss them so much.

"No, sir. But I'm living with my little sister," I answered.

Summer is all I have. I can't bare losing her too that's why I'm being the 'overprotective sister' on her. I also promised mom and dad that I'll take care of Summer no matter what happens.

"So, where are your parents? Do they live in Queens too?" 

I took me seconds before I answered. 

"No, sir. They aren't around anymore," I said in a low voice.

He quickly glanced at me for a second. "Oh, I'm sorry to hear that."

We stayed silent for a few minutes. I know that it's been more than seven years when they died but it feels like it was just yesterday. The pain is still here, but that pain keeps me from being in despair.

Mr. Parker and I talked about some things for the upcoming events. I'm so excited and a bit nervous because I will be trained by the event coordinators.

"Sir, how'd you know where I live, by the way?" I curiously asked.

"I still have your resume," he simply answered.

Oh, right.

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"Are you dating you boss?" Summer asked. She had a teasing smile on her face which annoys me.

"Just because he gave me a ride home, doesn't mean I'm dating him," I answered while I was changing my clothes. She looked at me like she's not believing on what I'm saying. "Go back to your room, Summer."

"Fine," she stood up from my bed. "I don't want to hear you flirting with him on the call anyway," she laughed before opening the door. I scoffed before throwing my shoe at her. She was lucky to dodge it.

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I heard a knock on the door while I was fixing my hair. I was in shock when I opened it.

Mr. Parker is here.

"Mr. P-Parker," I stuttered. "Why are you here?"

I got a deja vu on this one.

He gave me a sweet smile. "I just wanted us to go to work together," he casually said. 

This can't be happening. He's my boss, he shouldn't be caring about these kinds of things. The other employees might get the wrong idea on us.

"You seem ready to go, shall we?" He asked nicely.

I think it would be rude to say no. I'll just talk to him later in his office. 

"I'll just get my bag, sir."

While we're in the car, I realized that Rowan isn't here. He's driving for himself again like last night.

"Where's Rowan, sir?" I asked.

"What do you mean? I not asking him to drive for me anymore, right?" His eyebrows furrowed.

What? I saw Rowan escort him to his office yesterday. That means he took Mr. Parker to work.

I was quiet for a few minutes. While looking at the window, I felt like something is really odd and strange. When I glanced at him, he had this look on his face that he never showed me before. He smiled at me but this time, it wasn't something I expected. His smile was so genuine. Butterflies were starting to build up there and I can feel it.

As soon as we arrived at the hotel, he immediately went out of the car to open the door for me which is quite peculiar. Why is he very nice today? Does he need something from me?

"Thanks, sir," I said while trying to smile back at him. He suddenly held my waist right after he closed the door. 

Butterflies, butterflies again.

Isn't it inappropriate for us to be seen like this inside? I'm starting to think that Mr. Parker is losing his mind. Is he trying to make a move on me? The employees were smiling and greeting us as we walk pass them. It seems like all of them aren't surprised to see us walking together.

He let go of me when we already reached my cabin. I received a sudden wink from him before he entered his office. Curiosity is starting to kill me right now. What is it with this man? He's starting to freak me out. I went into his office to show him his schedule for the day. Hopefully, he won't make anything that can mess up my mind.

The first thing he did was to stand in front of me. He was a lot taller even I'm wearing heels so I had to look up.

"Here's your schedule for today, Mr. Parker," I formally said before handing the tablet to him. He teasingly caressed my fingers as he took it from me. I'm now worrying about myself. I should feel uncomfortable but instead, I feel captivated.

"Everything okay? You look troubled today," he said while reading. I did not answer and it made him a bit curious so he looked up to me.

"I'm fine, sir," I answered.

He sarcastically laughed. "You've been calling me 'sir' for the last hour. Did I do something wrong?"

And also, for the last hour, he keeps confusing me with this shit. I'm like receiving unknown information from my lunatic boss.

"Am I not suppose to call you 'sir'? I'm your secretary," I said, raising an eyebrow.

"Slash, girlfriend."

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I opened my eyes.

Damn, that was all a dream?

While I was combing my hair, thoughts are running inside my head. Of all the persons I know, why did I dream about Mr. Parker? And being his girlfriend? Looks like dreams are invented for those people who like to believe in impossible things on earth.

Immediately went downstairs to cook breakfast. I cooked omelette and sausages. I also poured milk into my glass before I started eating. Happenings on that dream keeps repeating on my mind and it annoys me while I was chewing my food. I played some music to forget about it but it wasn't effective.

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While I was showing his schedule to him, I can't help but think about what happened on my sleep again. This guy? My boyfriend? That's the craziest thing I've ever known in my entire life. Luckily, it wasn't real.

"Distracted again?" He arched a brow.

Why is he so sensitive about the look on my face? Did he perhaps study Psychology?

"No, sir," I said, hoping he won't have a follow up question.

He just nodded before handing the tablet back to me. I can't even look straight in his eyes!

I was about to go when he called my name. I awkwardly looked at him. Geez, Liv, stop acting like an idiot.

"Raise the temperature of the air conditioner, please," he requested. "It's kind of freezing." It wasn't actually that cold so I thought that he might actually get cold easily. I got the remote to make it 24 degrees before I went out.

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Mr. Parker has a meeting at 11:00 AM with his business partners. While I was waiting for the time, I did some paper works and I arranged the folders in the cabinet. 

It's already 10:45 so I went inside his office to remind him of it. I did not see him sitting on his chair so I looked on the left side of his office. He was sleeping on the sofa. Isn't he aware that this meeting is very important? I walked towards him before waving my hand at him to make sure if he's still awake. Then, I realized he was trembling a bit.

"Sir," I quickly called but he didn't respond so I touched his forehead.

He's burning!