Wrong Number

I gulped, unable to believe my eyes. Chad had caught me. He stared at me in utter confusion and blinked on repeat as if trying to show himself that he wasn't seeing wrong.

"What on earth are you doing here?" Just then, he put me down and all of a sudden, I felt super short standing beside him there.

"I...I..." I stuttered, not knowing the right words to say. He furrowed his eyebrows suspiciously at me.

"You did not inform me beforehand about your presence, neither did we discuss your coming here so please explain yourself." He folded his strong arms across his chest.

I took in his muscular appearance, the one he always hid behind his corporate suit, that my eyes were blessed by. He was wearing a black tank top and a pair of white shorts. He looked so 'not Chad'.

"Sir, I can explain." I gulped, my heart racing beyond the ordinary as it sat in its cage, waiting to be freed from the bondage of fear I had gotten it in.

"Well?" He raised an eyebrow.

"I... I..." For the first time in my life, I actually was lost on words to say and excuses to make. I was so used to being able to cover up for the actions I took but at the moment, I was blank, so it seemed.

"I forgot to ask what file you wanted me to edit." I said the words and shut my eyes tight knowing how daft I must have sounded.

"What do you mean 'what file'? I sent you just two. And, I asked you to edit both files!" He released one of his hands from his fold to gesture how dumb he thought I sounded.

"I know, I forgot... And I ... That is why I showed up because I knew you would be so angry and I couldn't talk over the phone." I defended my lie. Man, was I good.

"That still gives you no permission to come into my home unannounced. Nobody does that without a schedule, not my close business partners, not my small circle of friends, damn, not even Rebecca comes in without informing me first." I felt like a little child, standing under his harsh glare. Clearly, he had become sullen as I took him through this constant ride of fractious irritation.

"Not only did you come here wrongly, you also put your life in danger by climbing up a statue that could abruptly end your life if you fell off. What is wrong with you Nikki? Honestly, I'm starting to think you actually have a disorder." He pointed out the same thing I'd been internally contemplating on.

"I am sorry." I sighed, knowing it was fairly my fault.

always are." He jeered. He placed back and forth, wondering what he had to do to me, at least

"How did you even get in this far?" He asked me after a few

into your bedroom and found you with your naked girlfriend?

was no one at the gates, it was opened and so I just walked in, I was going to call you once I got here, I swear."

Lie.

fact I already texted you, all that was left was for

lie.

Chad didn't utter anything. Instead, he

files. Take your leave and don't ever repeat such a mistake okay? Let it be the first time and the

time.

nothing of this such would repeat

fine and that I could move on with things and head straight

towards the phone to further peruse

oh.

is this? It was definitely not here when I got back from work that's for sure." He picked it up and flipped it around, scanning it with

she'd left it here but how then is

one of your security men found it lying outside and decided to bring it in." I shrugged. I was getting so professional at lying that I was beginning to wonder what it was that I was doing

actually inform me before coming inside my house." He laid so much emphasis

out so..." I formulated another falsehood. I stopped my sentence with

moved towards me and for protection sake, I took steps backwards in the same manner. One would assume that my obvious fear would stop him in his tracks but he didn't stop. When there was no longer space to move backwards, I halted my steps and closed

He leaned so he could reach my height and I reopened my eyes.

Well, today at the office, Rebecca-" I trailed off with high

an ice pack put over it? It is swollen and really unattractive. It makes you even less- never mind." He shook his head, discarding what

Less unattractive than usual?

was not my intention to look unattractive. If your girlfriend had not hit me against the door, I