The Perks of Having the Perv Boss

Chapter 11 – When Things Gets Confusing

Juliet

I lie down, feeling the soft pillow in my head as I felt thecomfortable and soft king sized bed on my body, after realizing what I havedone last night. I remember what Zach told me that I had drunken myself andthat was because of Sally who was attempting to remove my top. I also rememberof being so flirty and having to fight his ex-girlfriend. The last thing Iremember was getting into the water while I lean on Zach’s chest and I wassaying something to him but I don’t remember. And I also can’t remember that Ichange my underwear all by myself and him trying to put this shirt of his, onmine.

“Juliet, you’re one drunken slut.” I said to myself in a low tone ofvoice.

I glance at Zach’s sleeping figure beside me and he only has his khakishorts, exposing his top part of the body. He should’ve at least wore a shirt.His hair was messy due to sleep and his chest was rising up and down becauseobviously, he was breathing. I can’t help but to stare at his muscular body andI also can’t help that I’m looking at him when I hated him.

But every hate that I have for him has transferred to me due to theactions that I just made. I should’ve looked for Ally to go and greet her ahappy birthday and swim on the water all by myself. That should be fun and evenif I’m all alone, at least no one can see my side of character whenever I gotmyself drunk.

I took a deep breath and exhaled seconds later. I got up slowly andcarefully, not making a noise that can cause the guy beside me to wake up. Ihad cause a lot of trouble last night and I don’t think he’s happy about it.Especially when I was about to kick his ex-girlfriend. It’s a very unfriendlymove. I don’t even know why I wanted to kick her ass, it’s not like I’m totallyinto Zach or even like him. Maybe a little because he’s kind of kind but Idon’t think in a I-like-him-because-i-wanted-to-have-a-relationship kind ofway.

I took my new clothes on my bag and started getting into the bathroomto take a bath. I can still feel my head hurting and the dizziness tends to visitme time to time. After getting a bath, I gather all of my used clothesincluding the bikini I wore last night from the floor and placed it on my bag.Zach’s things wasn’t scattered on the floor, it was on the sofa. I folded hisused clothes and placed it on top of his gym bag.

I went to sit beside the coffee table and eat my side of breakfast anddrink coffee to remove some of the tension that I’m feeling on my head. Aftereating, I placed a note on the coffee table with the use of a small piece ofpaper that has been crumpled up inside my bag and wrote Zach a message.

‘I will be out, ring me if we will be out soon or if you need me whichI don’t think you need me. Sorry about last night by the way. –Jl’

I scrunch my nose when I was reminded that I just apologize to Zachthat don’t even need an apology from me because he has done a lot to me than Ito him but being a good girl I am, I still wrote my apology.

I snuck out of the room silently and made my way out of the hotelbuilding and into the beach. When I got into the beach, there are only fewpeople and most of them are just lying on their backs to do some sun bathing.It’s just eight o’ clock in the morning, and maybe that is also the reason asto why there are only few people are in here.

I walk with my slippers on the white sand as I stare at the beautifulsea beside it. It was gorgeous and the water is very blue and clear. If only Ican swim again, but this time, on the state of not being drunk.

“Hello Ms. Winters.” I voice called out behind me. I’m not Ms. Wintersand I absolutely don’t know who was that talking.

I stop walking and turn my head to look who it was. It was no otherthan, Hunter. The high school friend of Zach. “Hey.” I replied, “Its Juliet.Not Ms. Winters, thank you very much.” I went to look at the sea again andstarted walking. Hunter joined me and started walking beside me. This is kindof awkward.

“So, last night. You are totally not I was expecting to be.” Hunterchuckled after giving me the exact sentence that I don’t want to hear right nowbecause it is involved of me being ridiculous last night.

I bit the bottom of my lip before giving him my reply, “So, what areyou expecting me to be?” I ask with my arms folded against my chest.

“Well, when I met you and the guys, to be honest, you’re hot andbeautiful. Well, that usually is Zach’s standards on a girl.” He spreads a grinon his face. “But, when you got drunk, you were massively cool. Telling Zachthis obnoxious perverted something that I don’t think any girl who will fall forhim say that in front of his friends and especially to his face.” He chuckles,“Because every girl he dated and even be girlfriend with has this samecharacter that seems to be boring. You know, like she’ll eat salad because shedoesn’t want to get fat, I don’t want to bad mouth my boyfriend because I lovehim so much.” He ended with a smirk.

I rolled my eyes, “First of all, thanks for the compliment. Second,I’m really cool. Third, I don’t think that reminding me of what happened lastnight is very appreciative since I was being myself last night and I almostkick his ex-girlfriend’s ass which I don’t think I should do and yeah, I rathereat pizza than salad.”

“We could get along well.” He cooed. I laugh softly, “Yeah right, ifyou didn’t stare at my chest so much, we could’ve been friends and I would’veseparated with you guys last night, and I wouldn’t be joining your girlfriendand her friends and make myself drunk and be this ridiculous chic that I am notsupposed to be.” I was fuming but I ended it with a smile to make it seem I’mnot.

His face turned a bit red, “Ughh- I don’t know how to reply to that.”He scratches the back of his neck without eye contact, “Sorry.” He apologized.

“Sorry. I’m just having a bad morning.” I cough, beating the awkward silencethat has been meddling after our conversation.

My phone rang in my pocket and I took it out to see a call from Zach.

“Hello Zach?” My voice turned softly. The embarrassment was stillflooding inside my head whenever I got to talk to him.

“Why is his name ‘evil perverted guy in the planet’?” Hunter ask whilehe stare at my phone to see Zach’s name turned into an evil perverted guy inthe planet that I changed due to the fact that he was an evil perverted guy onthe planet.

“Because he is an evil perverted guy in the planet.” I scoff andsmiled after.

“Is Hunter with you?” Zach said. His voice was deep and husky thoughthe tone was in a serious state.

I glance at Hunter to see him smiling at me, “Yes, so are we goingnow?” I ask, changing the topic to why the first reason he called anyway.

“No, but I would want you to go here.” He said, following it with ayawn. “And why are you with Hunter?” He shot me with a question.

Hunter tried making his voice loud for Zach to hear, “Why Zach? Is itbad to talk to her? It’s not like we’re doing something that is inappropriatefor friends to do and are you getting jealous? Because I know you never getjealous.” He forms a smirk on his lips.

It took seconds before he replied, “Yes I am jealous, and so can youplease walk away from my girl before I hunt you down Hunter?” I was surprisedon Zach’s reply to Hunter. I can feel my face heating up and my stomach istwirling like as if I have insects lurking on it and my heart beat was rapidthan the normal human being has.

“What?!” I retorted. Hunter was surprised to my reaction that he gaveme a weird look.

“What?” Hunter replied with his eyebrows curled.

“Something wrong?” Zach said through the phone.

I ended the phone call and shove it inside my pocket. “Nothing.” Isaid to Hunter with a half-smile plastered on my lips.

I sigh and tried to look at Hunter in the eyes. I know we’re notfriends yet and I guess we’re kind of acquaintance now. But I think he deservesthe truth, truth about the fact that I’m not totally Zach’s girlfriend. No oneis even pretending. Hell, we didn’t even plan anything. We just didn’tcommented whenever they point out that I’m his girlfriend.

“I wanted to tell you something.” I pursed my lips and examined hisexpression.

He curled his eyebrow and gave me a confused look, “What is it? Didyou two fought? Because if yes, I don’t think I can help you with anything.”

I laugh softly, “Yeah right.” I changed my expression into a seriousone and continued, “I and Zach aren’t on a relationship. We’re not even dating.He’s kind of like a friend maybe?” I’m not lying. I just didn’t gave him thewhole fact that I work with Zach. And it takes the weight on my shoulder,because I don’t really want to go with them knowing a lie.

The expression on his face isn’t easily determined, whether he’sconfused or amused. He scratches the back of his neck, “Well, we really thoughtyou two are a thing since you two didn’t commented on the relationship and howZach’s has been keeping his eyes glued on you when you started to drift out ofour sight last night.” His green orbs are looking at me, “And, I wanted to befrank to you. I maybe a jerk sometimes but I could be also a good friend. I’mone of Zach’s closest friends and I’ve known him for how long. I really thinkthat, he seriously have his eyes on you. And by that, he likes you.”

I bluff on his sincere and a little bit long sentence, “Sorry. But,we’re just friends and I hated him. We sort of have this cat-dog thing runningon our relationship. And I don’t think that I could possibly go on arelationship with a guy like him plus he’s older than me. I don’t do guys olderthan me.” I protested.

He smiled slightly, “Well, if you said so. That is just something Iguess. Sorry again about last night. We are just really idiots on parties.” Helends me his hand, “Friends?”

I smiled, I was happy that I get to add a friend on my list. He’s notsome sort of jerk after all. I shake his hand back, “Care to talk sometime? Icould give you my number. Not that I like you or anything. Just friends! Don’tget the wrong idea.”

He chuckles, “Sure. I could just give mine, hand me your phone over.”I lend my phone to his hand and he dialed his number, naming it ‘The HandsomeHunter’. It made me laugh for a couple of second after he gave my phone back.

“The handsome Hunter?” I scoff, “You should check the mirror often, Ithink you got it all wrong.” I joked. He frowns at my joke and I later replied,“Don’t you guys joke? I was just joking.”

He laughs, “I know.” He pats my back, “I guess, I should be going now.Need to meet my girlfriend before she starts to get the idea of me, flirtinganother girl. See you when I see you?” He winks playfully.

“Such a pity that she have to stay with a guy like you.” I joke again;he just chuckled on my remark, “See you when I see you.” I replied back. Hejust showed me his signature smirk and turns around and then started walking. Istare at his walking figure until he finally disappears out of my sight. Gladthat thing has finally sorted, I have to go up and meet the devil.

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“Yo?” I said as soon as I open the door of our room in the hotel. Hewasn’t on the bed, maybe he’s on the bathroom. I walk over to the coffee tableto check if he ate his breakfast, and with the looks of things, he did.

The bathroom door opened, revealing topless Zach with his towel wraparound her waist. I quickly shook my head and turn my attention to my phone. Ipretended I was texting somebody. That is what I usually do when I go wait orwhen I’m all alone, surrounded by a crowd. It’s also helpful when someone triesto start a conversation with you and you’re not in the mood to so. But thistime, I’m doing this to not look at his admirable body. I’m still a girl andwhenever I see a body like that, I find it very amusing.

“Good morning cupcake.” I wrinkle my nose in disgust when he startedcalling me different names again. He used to call me, ‘princess’, ‘pumpkin’,‘babe’ and now, ‘cupcake’. I’m not his girlfriend for him to call me thosenicknames that I find very irritated to hear.

“Ew. Don’t call me that.” I detest. “I prefer my name being calledthan those crappy nicknames for couples.” I bitterly said. I sound bitter butwhat do you expect? We’re not even a thing.

He laughs, I can’t see what he was doing but I still kept my eyes onmy phone, trying to read the past conversations I had with Chloe. “You’re moresweet when you’re drunk.” He mutters and I can’t believe he said it loudly forme to hear.

“Sorry. I was being like that because I’m drunk and by that, Icompletely lose myself that I don’t know what I’m doing. So, please don’t getthe wrong idea. I don’t even like you and I’m positive enough that I still hateyou. But I’m sorry about the actions I have done last night.”

I waited for him to reply but he didn’t even utter a single word. I shookmy head and turn to look at him, he was on the edge of the bed, and hisexpression was emotionless. As if he was thinking about something deep. Hisblue round eyes were looking at me and I can’t help but to ask why, “Why areyou looking at me like that?”

He forms a smirk on his lips, “Nothing. I just remember what you saidto me last night. Do you even remember what it was?” He asks. There issomething on the look on his face that I find intriguing. Come to think of it,I don’t even remember a single word I said to him when I was with him on thewater. All I know that I was just leaning on his chest, and that’s it. End ofthe story.

“I don’t remember. Mind filling me in?” I ask with a questionable lookdisplayed on my face.

He shrugs his shoulders and avoided eye contact, “I think it’s best ifwe leave it to you not knowing anything.” He commented. He stands up from theedge of the bed and started to place his used on clothes on his gym bag.

I pursed my lips as I try to remember what I said to him last night, Iwanted to know. Did I say something hurtful to him? Or did I say somethinginappropriate? What did I even say? I’m sure it’s ridiculous since I’m drunk.“I really need to know, kindly please tell me what I said to you last night?” Ibegged.

He shakes his head and that answers as a ‘no’.

“Let’s go. We’re going. I have to go home since I have my flight laterat the evening.” He said while getting my bag and his.

Where is he going exactly? He didn’t even say something about going tosomewhere. Not that it bothers me that he will be leaving, I think it’s best ifhe leaves. Because everything in my mind starts to be in a pile of messwhenever I see him. I can’t believe that I let myself be fooled by him. By thatbet thing. I can still feel the twirling of my stomach whenever I remember thekissed that we shared yesterday. I shouldn’t be even feeling this way since Idon’t even like him that much.

“Where are you going exactly?” I stand up from the sofa and triedfixing my hair with the use of my hands. I wasn’t looking at him, I wasavoiding eye-contact. I guess my boldness has disappeared because of thedrunken episode that I showed everybody last night.

“I’ll be visiting my parents. I’ll be home by Friday afternoon. I’llleave the keys to you and the dogs will be probably taken care of the twins.” Agrin spread along his face. “Don’t miss me so much darling.” He teases. Here hegoes again. Giving me nicknames and teasing me like as if I would fall forthat.

I smirk, “Yeah right. I think I’ll be happier without you in mysight.” I folded my arms against my chest and gave him an unappealing look.

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After that awkward conversation we had, we decided to check out of thehotel and leave early than I expected to be. I could use some sightseeing butI’m not the one to decide on that but Zachary here. I haven’t really utteranything to him after that because I’m not comfortable to. We just talked whenwe needed to. Like ‘can you get my bag’, things like that. When he asks, Ianswer. I don’t need to say things that I need to like I really even need to. Ican’t really believe a lot of things happen just because we spend some timetogether on a hotel room. I never wish of this happening again. Whenever Ithink about it, something uncomfortable is happening inside me and I don’tthink that is normal. Things like, my heart skips a beat and its beat rapidly,the swirling of my stomach like as if you have something inside of you and thefeeling of you wanted to look at him when you don’t need to.

I stare at the side of my window and gaze at the scenery beside mewhere I can see nothing but dried trees and the ground is just plain brown.There isn’t even a grass. Judging everything, the scenery is empty and it’s hotoutside. Zach’s driving started to slow down and I don’t know what’s wrong withhim and I didn’t even ask.

The car stops on the side of the road and I shifted my gaze to Zachwho is now letting out an exasperated breath. I have a feeling that he will saysomething I won’t even like.

The engine stops. “Great, just great.” He said after sighing. He getsout of the car and opened the front hood of his car. I jumped out of the carand ran next to him. The engine lets out a dark smoke and it shows thatsomething went wrong with his engine, well obviously.

“This is not something that we should just stare at.” I said with mynose wrinkled because of the smoke coming out with the engine.

“I don’t think that we could even get something out of this empty roadto help us with our problem.” He said in a frustrated tone.

I rolled my eyes in irritation, “Then why don’t you call someone tohelp us? What’s with the use of your phone anyway?” I argued.

He didn’t comment on my sarcastic and intelligent reply and he tookhis phone out of his pocket and started calling someone. I went back inside thecar and sat down at the front seat. The road that we’re in is so deserted. Youcan’t even see a billboard on the side of the road. You can only see a driedtree and rocks and dirt on the ground. And no one wants to be out of this roadbecause you could feel the intensity of the heat of the sun. I could fry friedchicken within minutes because of the weather that we have today. He should’velet his car checked on before we even gone off. What an intelligent man do Ihave as a driver?

“So.” Zach sits down at the driver’s seat. “The twins will be pickingus up. And with the looks of things, it will take more than an hour before theycould even go here. My car will be towed so I guess we should leave my car hereand me and you, let’s go and walk to the nearest gas station.” He took the keysof his car and his gym bag out of the car. I took my bag and followed him whenhe locked his car.

“Do you even know where the nearest gas station here is?” I queried.

He shakes his head, “No. That’s why we should start walking.”

I groaned in irritation, “This is your fault.” I started walking,leaving his standing figure.

“Well, just because it’s my car it is not really my entire fault.” Hecatch up beside me and started walking.

“I don’t even intend on walking on this hot weather with you around.”I said in a high tone of voice.

He chuckled, “Princess, don’t say such things easily. I know you wantto spend more of your time with me. You’re just too shy to admit it.” Helightly hit my arm with the use of his elbow.

I looked at him with disgust before staring back at the empty road,“You wish.”

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We’ve been walking for like thirty minutes and few cars just passedbeside us and no one even dare stop and help us under this heat of the sun.It’s so hot and my feet already hurts. Maybe I got easily tired because of theblazing heat of the sun touching my skin. I will no longer acquire a faircomplexion because walking on this heat will make my skin tan and I don’t thinkI fit with that color.

“You’re so going to pay for this Winters.” I cursed under my breath.

“You know I could hear you, right?” Zach asks.

“I’m not going to talk to you.” I said irritated.

“Well, if that’s what you want then maybe I could run and let you walkalone here? You know that we’re not on fast phase of walking because you are soslow and I’m just trying to walk beside you, right?” He inquired.

I snorted, “Well sorry for having a broken car that made us walk underthis blazing heat of the sun!” I exclaimed. I’m not even happy that my head isboiling.

Zach stops walking and handed me his gym bag on my hands. He kneeledhis other leg and faced his back in front of me, “For you to stop, I’ll giveyou a ride.” He said bluntly.

“I’m not a child! I’m not going to let myself be carried by you.” Idemanded.

“You are not a child and I’m not stupid. You’re tired and I don’tthink that you could still last an hour if you walked. I’m going to give you apiggy back ride whether you like it or not. So get your pretty ass hereprincess because I’m older than you.” Well that sounds sweet and horrifying allin the same time.

I sigh and ride at his back with my arms wrapped around his neck. Hisbag and my bag are hung on my shoulders. He stood up and started walking; Ididn’t even hear him complain of how heavy I am.

“Thanks and I’m sorry.” I said in a soft tone of voice.

“Apology accepted and I’m sorry.” He answered back.

I can feel my heart racing again and this isn’t something I wanted tofeel right now.

“So, what did I said last night?” I changed the topic to prevent theawkwardness to grow.

“Well, whatever you say right now won’t make me say anything at all.”He started chuckling.

“I guess I have to convince you until we get to the gas station.”

He laughs softly, “Well, good luck with that.”