Morgana laughs as she walks over to her desk and opens the new box on her desk that just came.
"He is a bit smarmy, but Jamie is smart and a hard worker. If I am not mistaken, so are you."
I march over to the other side of her desk and grip the edge. "So I’m smarmy am I?"
Morgana shakes her head causing her glasses to fall again before she pushes them up the bridge of her nose like a sexy vixen. Even when she’s being difficult, she turns me on.
"No, smart and a hard worker. Jamie is just a big flirt Henrik; don't let him get to you."
"Has he gotten to you?" I can't help but ask as I have to know.
She smirks at me and sits down on what used to be my chair, while putting her feet up on the desk. Holy Mother of God she looks so hot right now. Captain Cock is starting to salute her, so I have to bend over so she doesn't notice. I see her eyes drift down my body to my crotch.
Thanks Captain Cock!
"So tell me Henrik, all these cupcakes have a letter on them. I don't understand. Perhaps you could explain it to me."
Did the bakery not deliver them specifically in the order I asked? I knew the guy behind the counter wasn't paying attention. Next time, I’ll make sure I talk to the manager, not some young twenty-something who looks like he smoked one too many blunts in his life.
I walk around to Morgana's side of the desk and open the boxes. Yup, just a bunch of cupcakes with random letters on them. I take them out and arrange them how I specified.
Morgana stands and then shakes her head. "I never asked you to marry me."
I watch as her finger swipes at the white cream cheese frosting of the red velvet cupcakes that spell: Yes I Will Marry You.
"I know, but you asked cake to marry you, so I am just helping out my old friend."
"So you aren't jealous that I plan to marry cake?" She turns to me as she sucks the frosting off her finger. I watch her lips pucker around her glistening fingertip and groan.
Fuck, what this woman does to me.
"Why should I be jealous Morgana, you don't want to be with me anymore."
Her gaze falls to the ground as she removes her finger. "I'm sorry Henrik. I just needed some time to think. You have to admit the past few months have been crazy, for you and for me. Even our entire relationship has been bumpy to say the least. I need to step back and think. Make sure risking my heart with you again is worth it."
She sits in her chair and I lean back on the desk and watch her.
"Am I worth it Morgana?"
She turns her head to look out the window.
"Answer me one thing Henrik, and then I can tell you for sure."
I nod and scoot closer to her.
"After we have sex, are you going to run away again? Or after I admit I love you? Or after a few months when we decide to move in together? Or at some point in the future, whenever your fear clouds your judgment and you run away like you always did before."
I grab the cupcake with the letter U on it and hand it to her. "You’re going to need some cake before I answer you."
She grimaces but unwraps the cupcake, then takes a bite. Her eyes glaze at the moist sweetness of the confection. She moans in approval and takes another bite, but her eyes widen. Morgana removes the cupcake from her mouth, her lips covered in crumbs and frosting.
"What the hell?" She mumbles, as her mouth is still full of cake.
Her fingers remove something shiny from her mouth.
I kneel down in front of her and grab the ring from her hand. "Morgana Drake, when you walked in this office over six months ago, I was in shock. I didn't want to hire you. You were so beautiful that I knew I would get fired for groping you if I took you on as an assistant. I told myself not to give you a chance. I tried my hardest to make you not want the job. I ignored you, took phone calls, was my usual rude self, and even left in the middle of the interview, not returning. I made Evaleen come in to tell you it's over."
She is furrowing her brow at me and God help me, she looks so cute with all the crumbs falling from her mouth.
"Henrik, if this is some sort of marriage proposal this is the worst one I have ever heard."
"Just hear me out. I ran away all those times because I was afraid. Afraid you would leave me, destroy me. But, you know what? You left me anyway. And guess what? It didn't destroy me. It hurt more than anything, but I still lived. I had to hire you all those months ago because no matter what I threw at you during the interview, you hung on and surprised me with what you knew. You're the smart one Morgana. You saw the best in me despite what I showed you. You pushed me when I resisted and because of all of this, I am not afraid for the first time in over a decade."