Ms. Secretary

Chapter Sixty Four ✨

Lisa's pov

I stare at the button nervously. It's not like I have never been here in the first place. I, in fact have occupied this place more often than not and I don't think people care about that.

But still, three months apart sound very foreign to me and I can't help but to feel a little afraid of the upcoming result when we stand before one another. .

"Welcome back, Ms. Manoban"

The front desk manager greets me. Her eyes are smiling once they meet mine and I reply it back. "Well, thank you" I clear my throat. "I see the the upper elevator is on halt today?" I point at the direction of the private elevator that leads straight to Rosie's floor.

But the front desk manager shakes her head immediately, that friendly smile still lingers on her face. "Oh no, it's just the standard procedure now. We sanitize the elevator every one hour here, to lessen the risk of contacting COVID - 19" she explains and I nod. 

Well, that's one great idea, I say to myself before I hear the manager hurrying her people who are conducting the sanitization. "It's alright" I half raise my palm in front of my chest.

"I can wait, really" I assure her and just when she starts to believe it, the guys come and say the work is done. "I hope you have a happy reunion" the front desk manager says, winking her left eye and I just offer her a small smile. 

My grip on a bouquet of roses I made for her tightens as my heart threatens to beat so fast, my chest is going to explode as the elevator finally arrives at her floor.

"Fuck, just calm down for a second" I scold my heart as I clear my throat and glance at my watch around my wrist. It reads a minute to midnight and the girls are probably already slept. I freeze for a moment, trying to think what should I say to Rosie. 

For a fact, I shouldn't be here, in front of her unit in the first place. It's my first time in three months to ever make a comeback to Seoul and logically speaking, the first stop should be my home. But isn't Rosie my home?

I breath in and out a couple of times before daring myself to press the bell button that is perched against the left side wall of the unit. A soft, distinct bell is heard from inside the penthouse and within seconds, I see the light poking from under the door, marking someone is up.

"Yes?" Rosie's sleepy voice is heard through the intercom. I freeze, not knowing what to say. "Excuse me?" she interrupts my thought again as her voice rings through the intercom again and when I decide I should really say something else, I hear her voice again. This time coating with panic. 

"It can't be ... "

Her sentence is left hanging when suddenly the door is pulled open and she stands there, totally in shocked as she sees me. "Lisa?"

"Hi"

I say nervously. A smile idiotically lights up my face and I know I might look like a total buffoon right now; appearing at someone else's doorstep in the middle of midnight with a bouquet of stupid bright roses. 

Before I can understand what's happening, Rosie jumps into my arms, a soft sobbing leaves her throat. Her arms are secured around my neck, her legs around my waist and I don't know when that I have got her back.

I secure my arms under her thighs as I hug her fiercer and all those three months of not seeing each other slowly burning us both. "I ..." she says as she presses her face against the crook of my neck. I can feel her tears wetting the skin underneath my collar but I just don't care. 

"I missed you"

She airs that words out and I nod. "Well, I missed you too. So much"

I swallow whatever inside my throat when I speak again. "And I'm sorry that I came here without telling you. I wanted to surprise you and the girls and ..."

She silences me with a small kiss. I immediately lose my voice as I let her taste me. And damn, she is still that same CEO with excellent command of tongue. When she pulls back but not that far because our noses can still meet each other at the tip of it, she smiles softly, her eyes are shut but her lips are bright.

"Hi" she says and I mumble the same thing back. "Hi"

"Please tell me this is not a dream" she sighs softly. "I don't want to wake up if this is a dream"

"Allow me to assure you that I'm very much real" I hold her face in my palms as I lean in for another kiss that makes her moan. "Well, I have to believe you are then" she smirks before letting herself falls into my arms again as her nose sniffing my scent, making sure that it's all over her now. 

"But I have a question" she peeks over my shoulder and gazes at the flowers. "Are those for me?"

Her voice asks lightly and I nod, a bit embarrassed now to see that pity bouquet of flowers that I tried to do it myself this afternoon when I figured out that I was coming back to see her.

"I made it myself" I cup my neck with my left hand as I look away, not wanting to see her reaction when she heard that.

But Rosie shakes her head and trails her thumb and forefinger to my chin as she slowly pulls me to stare at her. "I love it" she says, eyes twinkling with happiness and I look back in disbelief. "You sure?"

"Of course" 

She hums as she pulls me back into her cozy, warm penthouse and proceeds to lock the door behind. "They are for me" she says. "You made them for me"

"I made them for you" I confirm and she stares at me for a moment before her cheeks grow red and she has to look away for a second. "I ... umm ... the kids" I ramble. "Can I see them?"

"Oh, yes. The kids. Um .. Yes?"

She rambles too as she looks away before finally deciding to press one palm to her face as I do the same. "I'm sorry" she laughs awkwardly. "I'm just, excited that you're home"

"Well, I'm glad you're excited" I nod immediately. "It'd be awkward if it's the opposite"

"I know"

We both stare at one another again before she shakes her head and clears her throat. My face burns when I realize that she notices the way I stare hungrily at her. 

"Well, one of us has to be a perfectly functional parent" she mumbles, shrugging. "That means to check on the kids, Lisa. Their pull - ups need to be changed. It's almost midnight and I don't want them to stain the bed"

I stand there, looking at the CEO who is also my best friend and the mother of my girls and also could be the love of my life.

"What?" she blurts out. "Why are you staring at me like that?"

"I don't know" I say honestly. "Maybe because motherhood looks so good on you?"

"Stop it" she blushes again. "I meant it, Lisa. I need you to focus before we end up jumping on each other"

"Why would that be a bad idea?" I flirt back. She bites her lower lip, trying to control her excited libido. 

"Because I'm a mom" she struggles to say in one breath. "Because when you're a mom to two active girls who love to wander mindlessly at night, the possibility of them finding you on me on the couch is like 99.9% and I'd want to pass that very much"

"You sound like a nun"

"Whatever. Go check the kids. You've your diaper duty back. Don't think I forgot that"

"Yes, ma'am" I joke and she shakes her head, muttering idiot under her breath.

I watch her disappear first into the kitchen with that pitiful bouquet before I walk into her bedroom, where two little kittens are deeply asleep. 

a/n: I hope the tea is warm enough <3