Boss Babe
Guess the Prize

I again sort the documents when Mr. Boss contacts me via intercom. "Kanis, get in my room."

"Remain, Sir?" I was careful, while Bian again permission to go out but not back and forth. I was wondering if I was alone with Kale in this most exclusive famous area.

"It's okay to answer, well sir I'm going there now."

"But I'm busy again, sir."

Pause for a while before Kale makes a sound again. "You want me to get you here."

"No, sir." After turning off the intercom, I hurriedly stood up.

Surely I actually sighting first, the tree should not look aurat at all. Including the neck, so I almost never dipol hair to dispel the view that likes to jelelalatan. Once I feel safe with the outfit I wear, immediately I go into the boss's room. "Corn, Sir?"

Without raising her head, Kale let me in.

I approached as quietly as possible, while observing the doi who was again looking at his ipad while his hands were doodling using his digital pen. Because I don't want to bother, so I just let him with his busyness.

"Kok diem only?" Kale asked without stopping his activities.

"Does you need anything?" I say it fast.

Kale nodded briefly.

"What do you need?"

"Hm, guess what?"

I glanced at the bento box that was supposed to be the lunch menu of Mr. Boss, but if you see the shape is still intact it must have been untouched. "Do you want to order another menu?"

"Let's guess again." If Kale continues to nduk gini I so can not judge his expression really serious or just ignorant want to me.

"Sparkling water is less cold?"

"Not." Kale shook his head little.

I shrug my head. "Uhm kuaci?"

"Wrong."

While I remember, while I call all the habits of Kale, especially during broad daylight like this. "Tempo for change I have hung in the back closet, I have also contacted personal shopper who is in Germany to prepare the order father, for the minutes of the meeting this morning I still do—"

Kale rubbed his nose while listening to my sniffles. "After this you cut my nails."

"I'll work right away. Sorry um so I have to book a place for this afternoon huh, sir?" I asked for his order to be clarified. "Or now?"

"Now. But you're the one who's fussing."

"Where?" I digested a new second of responding.

"Cut my nails." Kale is done with his iPad, after getting rid of his gadget in the drawer finally his attention is fully fixed on me.

"I, Sir?" I show myself.

"I don't like my nails long..." As he watched his fingers.

In my heart, it is not! Want to nail him along buto ijo also pisan bodo.

"Canists? You're under my orders?"

"Denger, Sir. But I'm sorry I can't.." I added an excuse. "In addition to the tools are not there, you should leave this manicure and pedicure business to the experts."

"I don't need professional treatment, I just want my nails trimmed, thats it." It seems like Kale is a typical guy who routinely cuts his nails and hair to keep it short, he most dislikes if his appearance is messy even if just a spot of blemish.

"But I know where the salon nail art subscription artist—" My sentence is not finished.

"You've been arguing with me too often, Kanis. If I say you, then I want you to work for nothing else." Cut Kale with a slight pressure tone that made me instantly speechless. "Here you are, sit on my lap to make the execution good."

I immediately mendelik, and do not forget the love of unclean decadence. But it seems like Kale is ignoring my objections, you filthy boss.

After taking something from the drawer, Kale again saw me who was unmoved. "Oh you want us to do it standing up? Okay, no problem."

Kale then moved while playing the tool he was holding, which turned out to be a small nail clipper in gold.

"Please, please." Kale is only a short distance from where I stand, we're really that close. Huh, how troublesome!

I who can not say words can only resigned to receive the nail clipper sodoran, following the palm of the Boss whose size is very much the same as mine. That said, men with big hands are considered as perfectionists and hate things that do not work out properly. Do not interrupt once in a while if he is concentrating on something.

"Relax, Channels. It doesn't take more than five minutes." Not yet I have been frowned upon, where his smile is wide like a satisfied that I ngerjain.

Kale nails are quite tough and thick, while the tool is only good in shape, but for sharpness is not very good. "Don't move, it's hard!"

Kale diomelin even wider smile, but I even feel strange if doi not comment anything, like not a boss sir.

"It's slanted, I don't want to be on it." I ngedumel.

"Sorry." He was instantly lacquered, even though his smile was still ignorant.

I look at the doi with uncertain expression, tumben the boss is not botherin gini.

"Why do I keep eating?"

"Silter." I miss, so males face to face if the person is over piqued gini.

When I finished one hand, I continued the next. But since Kale does not want to take off the link of his finger that clamp my fingertips, my proges to tidy the doi nails so hampered. Want me to escape can not-can, until I sprained myself pull the same doi. "Sir Kale what the hell? Didn't cut his nails?"

Kale smiled faintly. "Why do I like your temptations so much?"

As a woman with mental sometimes like me, well sometimes can be as strong as steel but can also be as gentle as knowing.like confused yourself to determine the attitude, want not to care but the situation says otherwise.

"My answer, Kanis." He urged, still with the same smile.

Where is the cold warning anyway, I am very weak dog. "I don't know, sir. Maybe it's the default setting from birth."

Kale mangosteen agreed. "But it's really funny."

"Thank you for praising me, sir. At least I feel like some Indonesians even though my crush is not included in it." My words are random.

"Who's your crush?"

"Korea actor, sir. Even if I say his name at least I don't know." Obviously I, if you think about Raffa almost never praise let alone love appreciation, there I dicacatin mulu.

"Oh kirain the handsome guy in front of you right now." It's so painful this one centipede.

Immediately I stop mumpung still sane. "May I continue to cut his nails, sir?"

"Please." After releasing my finger, Kale then gave his other hand.

When I refocused on finishing the nail-cutting task, Kale again teased me with his unpredictable behavior. Blow my hair until my bangs fall apart.

"Sir!" Rebuke me with a warning tone. "Don't finish it later. My work outside is still a lot."

In fact, if we are again parallel to my forehead right near his mouth but because I duck, my crown is then targeted.

Since I didn't react to anything, Kale turned to my ears so I could feel a warm scattering on my sensitive neck.

"Sir Kale!" I'm beaming, damn really taking advantage of the situation without concern from me. The effect is not just kepelian, but the sensation of semriwingnya loh, until translucent under-below, vows of danger really this person.

"You need a sugar daddy, don't you?" Ask without burden.

"If his job desk bacain father letter yasin I want." My bales are sassy.

"If the road is equally clumsy, interested not?" Kale was still smiling.

I hissed impatiently, what difference does it make with sugar daddy? I swear I sand his boneless tongue.

"If offered to be a mistress, would you consider it first?" Slippery really mouth like corruptor mode, do not see if my face is already empet gini.

I remained silent even though my nose was blooming patiently, afraid that if I open my mouth not a wise answer that came out but fresh swearing. Besides I'm afraid of karma, such as I do Kale assortment and then one day turn to yourself how? My life is still long, I want to fill it with good things so don't be weird.

Anyway I want to keep the workplace clean, because this is where I scavenge fortune. Do not dirty it with a scandal, because it will carry a negative stigma that will continue to be attached to me. The secretary profession is synonymous with bad things, I should follow to maintain the good name of this profession. Moreover, a secretary has access, opportunity, time, privilege to be near the boss for a long time and a very intense situation. Even if it is successful to be the object of the boss's tasters, what the hell can be proud of? There's nothing.

"If you don't want to be okay, I'm just making friends."

I forced myself to smile like a kumon logo. "By the way daritadi ngang ngong ngong mulu, this is between me budeg or father again gargle-gum."

"When are you tamed?"

"Can't do it, it's been ferocious from the sonnae and has never been injected with rabies." I cut the nails of the boss pack to the last finger. "Finish, what else do you need help with?"

"It means you, but you're not sensitive." Kale shrugged as if his words just now were nothing serious. "Oh yes, by the way, about the syringe. You just cancel my vaccine schedule for tomorrow and so on, I changed my mind—"

"Oh can't, mending step over Brother Bian's corpse." Sela me with a denouncing look. "Vaccines are good to cancel! No need to alesan yes, whether you want a foot in the head, the head in the foot of the tree tomorrow morning you must be vaccinated, period!"

"Canis, are you serious?" His gaze was different again, with a naughty glint and a bright smile as if he had got an ijo lamp from me. "Legs on the head, heads on legs? You sure like position 69 huh?"