29- He's Wrong But It's Ok

“Miss.Brown.” Spencer calls me for the third time in 2 seconds.

Shit! He is breathing down my neck again. I need to do it fast!

“Mr.Cruiz, I'm almost done. Just give me 2 more minutes, please.” I finally answered his call before he exploded due to my lack of response.

I've been working on this file for God knows how long. I somehow clicked on the wrong buttons when I was dead tired and now everything's messed up. I need to clean my mess before he can even sense it. I keep on typing furiously, keeping my eyes trailed on the screen.

“I didn't call you for the file.” This stops me from typing maniacally and taking a small pause.

“Oh?” I peek behind the screen, “What is it then?”

“Lunch.” He says one word and expects me to make a fully coherent sentence out of it.

“What?” I think to myself if I had to do something about lunch.

And then I finally noticed him. He is totally dressed for going to a five star restaurant for a business lunch. Not to mention, he is looking hotter than an