Page 34 of Love to Hate You


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Sera: Definitely not as arrogant.

Unknown number: You secretly love it.

Sera: Nope. Hate it.

Unknown Number: Please . . . You love to hate it.

My face broke out into a smile . . .what did that even mean?

Sera: So how did you get my number you sick psycho stalker.

Unknown number: One of the many perks of being the boss man and having access to employee’s private files.

Sera: And how many other employees are you sexually harassing?

Unknown number: Just you.

God, I wanted to believe that so badly. But at the same time I remembered the conclusions that I’d come up with earlier today. Dating the boss was a very bad idea, leading to potential financial ruin and no Med school for my sister. I took a deep breath, shook my head and tried to snap myself out it.

Sera: I don’t know, Ben. I’m not sure it’s a good idea.

Unknown number: Wrong answer, Sera.

Sera: Wow. Bossy!

Unknown number: Sera, you have no idea how bossy I can be . . .

Sera: Maybe I’m not as easily pushed around as all the other girls.

Unknown number: I know. And that’s why I’m in love with you.

Sera: You shouldn’t joke about stuff like that.

Unknown number: Who said I’m joking?

Sera: You’re not in love with me. You hardly know me.

Unknown number: I know everything I need to know about you.

Sera: Like what?

There was a pause, a long one, as I watched my phone and saw that he was typing. The tension grew and grew as the typing seemed to go on forever. Finally, when I was just about to explode like a champagne cork out of a bottle, the message came through . . .

Unknown number: I know what it feels like to be inside you. I know what it feels like to hold you. I know what it feels like to eat breakfast with you. What it feels like to stare at you from my desk. I know what it feels like knowing that you’re sleeping so close to me.

Holy Shit!I felt like I had just had the wind knocked out of me. I gasped, trying to get air into my lungs. That might actually have just been the most inappropriate, but simultaneously sexiest, thing anyone had ever said about me.

Unknown number: Just give me one date, Sera.

Sera: One?

Unknown number: One is all I need.

I sighed. Every time I thought I had my mind vaguely made up about him, he seemed to change it with his magical charms.

Sera: I’ll think about it.

Unknown number: That’s still the wrong answer, Sera.