The CEO's Little Miss

I tried talking to Lee, but everything got in the way. Or maybe he's avoiding me, I don't know anymore.

So I sketched my stress out, filling up numerous pages with daisies, lilacs, window sills with cats, and a girl with flowers and fish escaping a backless head. After everything, my head went blank amd numb with all insperation lost.

I'm leaving tomorrow with my newly acquired companion, but he won't spare a glance. I try telling myself that it's better this way.

If nothing starts, then I'll be letting nothing go.

And so absorbed in these thoughts, I fail to notice the man next to me. When I do I'm left speechless. Lee stares down on me as I unfurl from the ball I'd curled myself into, firmly embraced by the leather couch's cushions.

"Uh-um hi! I mean hello... I mean, how are you?" I rapidly huff out

"I heard you're leaving tomorrow?"

Ouch. That's the coldest and most stone faced I'd seen him yet, his one sided non-question shows that he knows where this will go.

"Yes?"

"Why didn't you tell me?" The genuine hurt on his face sparks a deeply held iratation.

"If you were around I would've. Maybe, just maybe, if you bothered to greet me instead of ignoring my existence I'd be a little more open." I snap with more venom than intended.

Lee rubs his face in exhaustion, which makes my eyebrow twitch.

"Sorry, I couldn't." He explains lamely.

"Okay, why couldn't you?" At this point my tone becomes flat and void.

"It's complicated."

I'm officially done with everything right now. My anxiety, depression, not talking, and sleeping through my problems. Most of all, I'm sick and tired of this tension.

"Oh my f***ing God, why the hell won't you say a damn thing?! Can you PLEASE be honest so we can get somwhere?!" I scream, completely and unabashedly meaning every word.

"If I tried to talk to you I'd only say the wrong thing. The truth is, I don't want you to leave. This entire time I've been restraining myself from holding you close and never letting go. It's selfish, even I know that, but it's killing me to spend a single moment together without making every single part of you mine. So please, try to understand why this is hard on me too." Lee looked at me as if every word pained him. He didn't yell back or walk away, and that scares me.

"Don't do this to me... I can't deal with this. Not right now." My temper instantly dissolves, exposing how weak I truly am. How terrified I feel.

With that he walks away, leaving me to wallow in my loss. I'm not ready to back down though.

I stand up and run after him, grabbing Lee from behind. When he stills I realize that I have no idea what I'm doing. Shit shit shit.

"Jen?"

Going off of instinct, I tighten my hold. His arms envelop mine and I bury my face into his back. I don't want to let go of him either. What kills me is that I don't have that option.

Before I can figure out where I want this to go, Lee turns around and holds me against his chest.

"Lee, what are you-"

His hands hold my face as he interrupts me with a kiss. I feel myself melting into it, tangling my fingers in his hair. My body aches at his close proximity, tugging at a deeply buried feeling.

When Lee holds me impossibly close to him, I know that this is a mistake neither of us are prepared for.