Morgan's POV
Should I go up?
Well I shouldn't but I have no choice—she's still my boss and because of the project I'm working on I kind of have to run some things by her first.
What I shouldn't have done is fuck my boss to begin with... no matter how hot she was.
"You look like you are about to piss your pants." Michael said from besides me—we both stood in front of the elevator doors.
"Well can you blame me?" I responded.
"I actually can, no one told you to fuck your boss— especially your boss with feelings for you." He emphasized the last part.
I groaned.
"Fuck off Mike."
"Hey, hey, don't go off on me now for just saying how things are." Michael put his hands in the air with an annoying smile on his face.
I rolled my eyes.
"Whatever, I have to go give Elizabeth the blueprints of the new planes." I said and called the elevator.
"Ouch, don't worry Morg, if you don't make it out alive I'll tell your mom that you love her." He joked.
I entered the lift and flipped my friend off. "Again, fuck off Michael."
"Wow you expect me to cry on your funeral with that attitude?"
"I hate you." I heard Michael laugh as the doors of the elevator closed.
I tapped my feet against the floor anxiously as I saw the numbers of the floors going up and up until it finally reached the last floor—Elizabeth's floor.
We haven't spoken much or like at all since I came back to work. It reminded me of how things back when I started to work here, we were both acting like strangers— or she was at least, Elizabeth ignored but the awkwardness was still in the air — that she could not ignore.
When I got out I was hoping to find Alice on her desk to see if she could give Elizabeth the blueprints in my instead but dread overcame me when her desk was empty.
She must be on her lunch break.
Fuck.
I took a breath and knocked on the big wooden door that I was used to just walk in after knocking once.
Not anymore.
I waited for her to say something and when I finally heard a 'come in' I opened the door and slowly peaked inside until I was fully in.
Elizabeth was sat on the chair of her desk—reading over some papers, she hasn't even bothered to even look up at me.
"What is it Ms. Valentine?" She asked with her gaze still on the papers.
"I— I brought you the new planes blueprints... Ms. Sinclair?" I waved the papers that were on my hand.
The formality felt weird on my tongue.
"Leave them there and get out." Elizabeth pointed to the chair in front of her desk—still not sparing me a look.
I sighed and put them where I was told to. I paused and looked at the woman who was currently giving me the cold shoulder.
"Elizabeth—"
"I'm busy right now Ms. Valentine, if you have something to talk to me about regarding the project then go and schedule a meeting with Alice on your way out." She said all of that still not looking at me.
