The Royal Mark-Chapter 399: Sounded Like a Date
When Jai was completely out of his office, Chris called Elsa once after seeing her still staring at the door. "Please, Dr. Morgan, take a seat. I would love to know how the kids are."
Elsa suddenly felt nervous in front of her boss as she sat on the sofa since Jai was no longer with her and she was alone with the most powerful person in the hospital, the owner himself.
However, it was not the only reason that made her nervous. His presence was surely intimidating because of how he presented himself and his physical appearance was divine.
She’s not into showbiz but she’s confident that if her boss enters it, he will gain a lot of fans just by his look alone. He looked so young to own a hospital but then he also looked not only rich but smart as well.
His black wavy hair looks cute on him and reminds her of Rocco’s red wavy hair whilst his almond gray eyes remind her of Rosey and Daisy’s eyes. His cleft chin and chiseled jawline looked very manly and it made her gulp just looking at it.
Her eyes then darted towards his broad shoulders that were so visible because of the light gray shirt that fit him perfectly. She also had a glimpse of his buff chest because of the two undone top buttons of his shirt.
Her eyes wanted more, craving to see what else he had to offer. They wandered off downward, completely out of her control. They landed on the spot that she desired the most making the owner smirked as he watched her check him out.
"Dr. Morgan?" Chris called out with so much self-control as he leaned to the back of the sofa. He places his right leg over his left and crosses them to hide his growing bulge. Elsa’s gaze on him was driving him nuts, he felt as if she was undressing him and by that alone, he was already hard. He wanted to jump on her and take her right then and there.
Elsa saw what he did and turned red once again. She was so embarrassed that she got caught. But she was also ashamed of herself for getting wet by just looking at him and felt so much longing for the person that she just met and moreover, he was not just anyone, but her superior.
She cleared her throat and quickly thought of something to say to break the awkwardness between them. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦
"Oh, I remember..." She fished something out of her bag and handed it to Chris. "Here, my son, Rocco made this for you. He wanted to say thank you and wanted you to meet his pert, wolf."
Chris beamed upon hearing it and immediately opened the envelope. He laughs heartily after seeing his handwriting and drawing which makes Elsa squint her eyes for a quick moment.
’He looks genuinely happy with it. He must like children a lot!’ she thought.
"He is so sweet. I like to see him again and the twins," Chris said before taking a sip of his coffee.
"You do? I don’t know what you did but they are obsessed with you. They have been asking me to see you the whole week and they’ve never done that with anyone. It was annoying at times but cute as well how they beg me to see you. I was pondering what made them like you that much."
"So, you have been thinking of me all this time?" Chris uttered.
"Huh? Uh... N-No... Yes... I-I mean... Not like what you’re thinking, but y-yes... I guess?" Elsa stuttered and briskly grabbed her coffee and took a sip to shut her mouth for she was not saying anything right at all.
"Like what I am thinking? And what is that? Could you elaborate, Dr. Morgan," Chris teased with a smirk.
Elsa chuckled, thinking her boss was just joking and her eyes landed on the cakes so she used that to stir the conversation away from her.
"Anyway, I bought two different cheesecakes because I don’t know which one you prefer. This one is blueberry and that one is strawberry," she said as she carefully took them out of the paper bag.
"I’ll take the blueberry," Chris replied, abruptly grabbing the cake and brushing Elsa’s hand.
The contact caused a static shock, startling Elsa. She jolted, and the cake toppled onto her lap, staining her beige slacks.
Her eyes widened in panic as she quickly picked up the cake from her lap. She sighed and clicked her tongue, seeing her slacks covered in blueberry sauce, and immediately looked for something to wipe it off.
She jerked when she felt a strong hand wiping the sauce from her lap and was surprised at how fast Chris moved to her side.
"Don’t move, it’ll spread even more," he said.
Her eyes quickly darted to the coffee table where he had grabbed the tissue paper he was using. She briskly leaned forward to get more, but Chris gently pulled her back to her seat.
"I said, don’t move, it’s almost done," he warned.
She gulped and nodded as their eyes met. He was so close she could smell his musky scent. Her eyes were drawn to him, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t look away.
When Chris was finished he looked up and saw Elsa staring at him. He smiled and lifted his hand toward her face.
His action astounded her so she instinctively leaned back away from him but he gently grabbed her shoulder and uttered, "Tsk... Will you stop moving?" And so she did.
She watched him wipe something off her cheek with his thumb and licked the same thumb afterward. She frowned finding it weird and awkward but she couldn’t deny the fact that that made her heart beat fast.
"Hmm... Blueberry... How did that get to your face? Too bad, it’s my favorite and I can’t eat it anymore..." Chris mentioned making Elsa touch her face, checking if there was more sauce on it.
"It must have splashed when it fell. I’m sorry, let me make it up to you. I will buy you a new one."
"Hmm... I don’t think that would be enough, though..."
Elsa stared at Chris utterly flabbergasted. He looked serious so she didn’t know if he was just kidding or if he meant it. "Oh, what should I buy you then?"
"After tasting it, it brought back happy memories and made me hungry... Buy me dinner instead... Tonight..."
Once again, Elsa was rendered speechless. She felt annoyed as if her new boss was toying with her, but at the same time, her heart felt differently. It was rejoicing like a teenager’s, as his demand sounded more like a date than a repayment.
