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The meeting went fairly well if I say so myself. Once the meeting concluded I left the room faster than anyone else. Stepping inside of the lift, an endless sigh leaves my mouth. I reach the ground floor holding eyes with Tanya as soon as the doors opened.

Once she sees me walking towards her, she gives a mischievous smile as I approach her. This time me giving her a worried look. Without exchanging a word she leaves her station, coming over to me linking arms, the smile never once leaving her lips but rather becoming more wider.

Her eyes squinted a little, giving her an aura of innocence. We both make ways towards the cafeteria, me merely shrugging my shoulders dropping the subject. We both sit around an empty table the other members from my department joining us. Tanya fidgets before talking,

"Lil, since it's like just us in the canteen and it's our break... let's play a game,"

I give her a questioning look before speaking,

"What do you have in mind?"

She leans towards Tom who was sat next to her. Her eyes filled with playfulness,

"Four dares"

I scrunch my eyes together,

"Er I think it's called twenty one dares not four,"

Tanya shakes her head as she explains,

"No, I changed it up. Our version consists of four dares. Basically how it works is that we play a game of rock paper scissors and whoever looses has to complete all four dares no matter how bad it is,"

I look up through my lashes and stare at her,

"Oh and the winner has to be present in order for the dare to count,"

"Wow,"

I lean back on my chair as my arms fold defensively over my chest, My eyes skim everyone, seeing them all interested in the game,

"Yeah, count me out of it. Who knows what dares you're gonna give me,"

"Ah come on! It'll be fun!"

I give her a blank look as I try to reason with her,

"Tan, I'm going end up doing it and you know it yourself!"

Stan chuckles, his head shaking. His hair was untamed like other days making a few strands of his ginger hair cover his eyes. He too speaks up supporting her,

"Come on Lil, you'll never know unless you end up playing,"

Without wasting another second Tanya screams out,

"ROCK PAPER SCISSORS! I'M DOING PAPER!!!"

Her voice startles me as my hand flies out at the same time as her. I display scissors whilst Tanya shows rock. My face falls as I look up at her in disbelief. She jumps in the air, both hands in fists as she punches the air in winning,

"Oh come on!"

I scream also standing up,

"Why the hell would you show rock if you said you were going to show paper!?"

Tanya gives a smirk as Tom, Stan and Conner all try to hold back their laughter but fail to do so as Tanya sticks her tongue out in a playful manner. She rubbed it in my face before sitting back down.

Five minutes later of profanities leaving my mouth I also end up taking a seat. A few of the guys still tried to contain their laughter but failed to do so as another wave of laughter left their lips. I roll my eyes before facing Tanya,

"Fine, you won dirty, what are the dares?"

She takes a sip of her iced coffee that Conner had gotten her. She gives me an innocent look before stating,

"Okay I have two dares out of four for now,"

My body slouches as I raise my eyebrows indicating her to continue. She brushes her hair out of her face as she continues,

"Okay so the first dare is... since Tom gets embarrassed time-to-time and I'm never there to witness it, I want you to make him embarrassed,"

"That's easy all you-"

She cuts me off easily,

"I wasn't finished, it has to be done in a playful/foreplay manner,"

My mouth drops open and Tom struggles to finish off his Pepsi,

"You seriously can't-"

She cuts me off for the second time,

"Second, you have to accept the job from Mr King. Like why the hell would you turn down an offer by the main boss himself? And for the last two, I'm still in the process of finding them,"

I stay mute before I speak angrily,

"Are you trying to ruin me and my life a bigger mess than it already is?"

She looks away breaking eye contact, shrugging her shoulders. I bite my bottom lip hard as I look towards the main doors thinking. I was never the one to back down on dares nor go against my word.

A sigh leaves my mouth as I push my chair back grabbing everyone's attention. I walk around the table approaching Tom since he was sat opposite me. He raises an eyebrow as he leans back on his chair. I push his chair back so he was away from the table. I felt everyone stare on me.

I waste no time to move and sit on his lap. My legs on either side, straddling him. I place my hands on his shoulders, his brown eyes mirroring my own. He lets out an awkward cough as he blinks multiple times.

Fight away the awkwardness Lily!

Upon looking at him, the anger that I had at Tanya fades away as a smile now makes way on my face, trying to clear the awkwardness. We both sat in a position which made everyone our little audience. We were their private humour show.

My back was facing them so I had no clue what their reactions were. I push them away and close my eyes, fighting back the unknown guilt. I lean forward towards him, my cheek brushing his until my lips were close to his ear. I whisper quietly.

He stiffens at my actions and I swear that he forgot to stop breathing. He lets out an involuntary shiver that didn't go unnoticed by me,

"I hope nothing awkward happens after this,"

I pleaded more to myself. I pull back seeing his Adams apple move followed by him nodding. He blinked, his once nervous expression now changing to a lazy smile. He relaxes under my touch. He tilted his head to the side and meets my eye, I read his lips 'never'

Using this opportunity, I move all my hair to the left, my body leaning forward a little as my forehead touched his slightly. I raise my hand to his face, using my forefinger to tilt his head up a little making him look into my eyes.

He was respectful, allowing his arms to dangle powerless. I stare into his eyes, the light from behind shining down making his brown eyes become lighter. We stay like this for a few seconds. Everyone behind me muttered quietly to themselves, until it fell completely silent.

As if my body knew, a shiver ran down my spine and an involuntary shiver coarse through my body. My heartbeat fastens and the baby hairs on the back of my neck rises, sweat droplets forming slowly like someone was watching me.

I shake my head blinking a couple of times, re-looking at Tom. I raise my forefinger tracing his jawline until I hear footsteps approach. From behind I hear two gasps and chairs screeching backwards.

Unable to make another move, someone grabs onto my wrist harshly pulling me away from Tom. The grip made me wince but the feeling merely created electricity. An audible gasp leaves my mouth as I unstraddle Tom, spinning fast that resulted me collide with a hard chest,

"Mr- Mr King,"

Conner stutters and without lifting my head my eyes widen, my body freezing on the spot. I look to the side, seeing his hand engulf my small one compared to his. My head then shoots up meeting angry, dark emerald eyes. He parts his lips as he seethes,

"What the hell do you think you're doing?"

I blinked unable to speak. My lips open but close unable to defend myself. When he realises that I don't respond, his grip tightens on my wrist making me hiss in pain. He tugs me forward, pulling me closer to his body. My other hand falls on his chest, a quiet grunt leaving my lips,

"Do you take this company a joke? Wake up already kitten,"

He snaps his fingers in front of my face as he continues,

"This isn't some night club,"

My eyes move over to Tanya, seeing her bite on her nail. She looked down at the floor now probably feeling guilty. I turn back to Noah as I speak quietly,

"Why are you acting so defensive?"

He rolls his eyes, turning his head to the side showing me his sharp jawline. He released his grip from my wrist, pushing me away from him. I stumbled back, him taking a step back to as he remarks,

"Since you're up for a game of questions, answer this,"

He folds his arms over his chest, me copying him not wanting to back down,

"Why the hell are you straddling an employee during work hours whilst wearing my t-shirt?"

My looks falter, arms unfolding as a wearily laugh escapes my mouth,

"Wha... what are you on about? I'm not wearing your shirt,"

From behind, Tom taps my shoulder as he whispers,

"The back of the shirt says in bold... I thought you knew since you went along with the dare... was you not aware?"

Upon hearing Tom's words my eyes widen as I move on the spot, trying to read the back of the shirt. I somehow catch the letters of K and G and freeze, now finally grasping why everyone was gasping and gawking at me when I came to work.

With one hand placed on my shoulder, I face Noah horrified. He only gives me a questioning look, waiting for an answer. If he wanted an answer he definitely got one alright,

"Why the hell am I wearing your shirt!"