THE P.A Camila/You

Part 8

Y/N Pov

I have been working for Camila for a month now and it is going very well.

Like VERY WELL!

She is very talented, she is funny, she is also super caring.

I love all those aspects about her.

The one I don't like is the fact that she is driving me out of my damn mind.

I mean the level of sexual frustration I am feeling is indescribable.

I'm so desperate I walk in my house and the fish stop swimming.

And it is all due to Ms Cabello.

I get that she is overly affectionate and I have witnessed this, I have seen her hug and touch people's arms and lean into them but I mean, she is getting really overly affectionate with me.

Like right now.

I am sitting in her office answering her fan emails and arranging her work schedule for the next two months, she is going to be shooting her music video for her new album in two weeks so we need to make sure everything runs on time.

Camila came in 10 minutes ago and asked me if I would like an iced coffee. But she didn't just ask me from the door.

No.

She came over rubbed down my shoulders and my arms with the palms of her hands and came back up with her nails.

I gripped the mouse in my hand so tight I nearly broke it.

Then this bitch leaned down and whispered into my ear if I would like an iced latte.

Would I like a latte?

I would like it a latte if I bent you over this damn table!

That's what I wanted to say, but I didn't

Cos I'm a pussy.

And she's my boss.

So currently she's in the kitchen making me a coffee while I am white knuckling it at the computer waiting for my semi to go down.

She has been even more suggestive lately and keeps asking me if I want to take a shower here.

At her house.

Like get make myself wet and naked at her house!

I don't know why but I have declined on every opportunity.

I focus back on the task at hand and Thunder is at my feet, the dog has been my shadow since he met me, I affectionately scratch his head while I deal with an email from a crazy fan.

She asked Camila to fuck her with a banana.

I would have just asked for Camila to spell coconut with her waist but hey!

It's her email.

Camila comes back in "Here we go!" she is carrying two iced lattes, one in each hand.

I can't help but smile at the image, I mean she's beautiful, she maybe my boss but I am not blind.

"Thank you 'Mila" I give her a grateful smile before turning my attention back to the crazy fan mail. I give a snicker when I read the rest.

"What you laughing at there?" Camila asks in a teasing tone.

I look between her and the computer "oh this one fan mail you received, let's just say it's an impure thought including you and a banana, like who has those?"