Walking up the wooden steps, my heels clicking on each step. I know I could have taken the lift, but that would have gotten me to him faster, and I don't want that.

I know it's petty, but he gets under my skin, he sees past my facade, he infuriates me, gets my heart racing and I really don't like it. I know I find his brown messy hair, brown eyes and stubble sexy but he is my boss.

I knock on his office door, I don't know why he called me up, but it's not the first time he's called me up for no reason. I swear sometimes he just likes to yell at me.

"Come in!" He calls out from the other side of the door.

I sigh and turn the cool handle. I stand at the doorway and wait for him to look up at me. When he does he rolls his eyes.

"Close the door and sit in front of my desk." I bite my tongue from spitting out a snappy come back and do as he tells me. I don't Really want to lose this job.

"What did you want to see me for?" I ask him as I sit down.

He sighs, and straightens up, leaning forward to me, and turns the computer screen toward me, playing the surveillance tape from in the parking lot.

"Care to explain?" I watch the screen and close my eyes tightly when I realise why he's showing me this.

This morning, my ex, the father of my son, confronted me in the parking lot, pinned me against my car and started yelling before he slapped me hard across the face.

"You're missing the surveillance." I sigh and open my eyes, looking him straight in his eyes.

"I don't need to see this, I know what happens." I state flatly.

He turns the computer back to himself and turns it off. Looking at me with a serious face.

"Your personal life should stay person Janet." I look at him like he's crazy.

"I didn't invite him to meet me at the parking lot and slap me Mr Paige." I snap.

He looks at me with a slightly amused smirk. His eyes are wide and an eyebrow raised.

"Touchy subject is it?" I look at him with a flat stare.

"Are you seriously asking me that?" He chuckles softly, boiling my anger even more.

"What's funny about this?" I ask angrily.

"You're undeniably cute when you're mad." I blush and look at him wide eyed.

"I don't follow. How is someone who is mad, cute? And isn't that a little inappropriate?" I ask in a small voice.

"I'm your boss, If I see fit to call you cute than I will. And I didn't say just anyone, only you're cute when you're angry." I blush and smile softly at his comment.

"Is this all you wanted?" He sighs and shakes his head.

"Janet, who was that?" His eyes shine with worry, something I wasn't expecting.

"It doesn't matter." He takes hold of my hand and squeezes it softly.

"Yes it does, I care about you and this worries me. Especially when you're being harmed on my company grounds." I shake my head.

"He's my ex." Mr Paige nods his head.

"What did he want?" I look down at my lap as my heart beat picks up.

"He was asking about Benjy and I told him that he isn't allowed near Benjy due to the court order." Mr Paige gives me a confused look.

"Who's Benjy?" I sigh and take out the picture of my son, handing it to him.

"He's my son. He's eight." I watch as a smile is placed on his features.

"He's a cutie. So I'm guessing the arse who hit you, is his father?" I nod my head.

"He never deserved you." I look at him shocked.

"This is majorly inappropriate." I say as I stand up.

Mr Paige stands up and walks next to me. He takes hold of my hand and keeps me from leaving his office.

"It's not imma protostar for someone who cares about you to have this conversation with you." I gulp at the close proximity of him and I. He's so close to me it's making my heart beat out of control.

"You're my boss." He smiles and moves hair gently out the way of my face.

"I don't care if I'm your boss. I don't care that you have an abusive ex, I don't care you have a son, I don't care that everyone will think this is wrong but I am in love with you. That is a fact, I don't care if you don't feel it too but I needed to tell you." I look at him stunned.

"If this is a joke, it is in now way funny." He shakes his head.

"No this isn't a joke. I'll prove it."

As soon as the words leave his mouth, his lips are pressed against mine. There is so much fire and passion in this kiss, I know it can't be forced. His lips moving in sync with mine as his hands cup my cheek. He pulls away and rests his forehead on mine.

"Well my dear boss, I love you too." I say with a soft smile, he grins and pecks my lips once more.