{Amaya Rose}

It's been two days since I've been in his office. It's a comfortable place.

I look at the time and see that it's 6:00, I look towards the office entrance and there is no sign of him. where is he?

"One blueberry muffin," a woman orders suddenly, I didn't even see her.

"Yes, right away ma'am," I say as I walk to the display area where they are supposed to be. Huh? Why is there none left?

"Where are all the blueberry muffins?" I ask one of my coworkers.

"Oh, they are sold out. Some woman came and liked them a lot so she asked for all of them," she informs, "there are more being made they will be done in ten minutes."

"I'm sorry but there are no blueberry muffins available right now, if you would like anything else I could get it for you. The blueberry muffins will take ten more minutes if you would like to wait," I apologize.

"There is this one," she says, pointing at Xavier's muffin. I had kept it in a cute little display at the front of the counter just so I didn't need to go to the back and make him wait.

"Oh, I'm sorry ma'am but this one is reserved for someone," I rush, knowing I don't have time to make another one for him by the time he arrives.

"There are no reservations here," she points out. She was right, there weren't. But he is the boss so there are for him.

"Yes ma'am but this one is always reserved for him," I smile apologetically, "the new batch should be done soon and if you would rather not wait and have something else, I could get that for you."

"No. I want that one," she demands.

"As I said, ma'am, this one is reserved for some-" I get cut off when I hear a voice call.

"Hey muffin," Xavier smiles at me. Oh my god. How have I never noticed his dimples?

"Hello, sir. Here," I take out his muffin and hand it to him before this further escalates.

"Is everything okay?" he questions, looking between me and the woman that was asking for his muffin, "is she annoying you, muffin?"

"Are you serious? She is the one not serving me like she is supposed to," the woman huffs.

"Muffin?" he ignores her, still looking at me with a raised eyebrow.

"Oh, um, no. She just wanted your muffin but I told her I couldn't give it to her and the other blueberry muffins were sold out. They are making another batch, it should be done any minute now," I explain, not wanting him to misunderstand.

"If it is going to be done any minute now, why didn't you just give me that one? You just don't want to serve me," the woman grumps.

"No ma'am-" I begin but Xavier cuts me off.

"Jennifer I am the CEO and I have told her to keep one for me so that is what she will do. If you don't like it, don't come here," he looks mad, and Jennifer who I guess her name is looks shocked.

"Here you go, they are done!" Amelia cheers giving a blueberry muffin to Jennifer.

"I can't believe you are taking her side," she frowns at Xavier who just rolls his eyes.

"Muffin I'm sorry I'm late there was traffic today," Xavier beams at me, ugh he is so attractive, "And thank you for keeping my muffin safe for me."

"It's no problem, sir," my eyes widen. "Don't apologize please."

"No really. I was going to call you but my phone ran out of battery," he reasons.

"Why do you have her number?" Jennifer hisses.

"that's none of your fucking business Jennifer." "Oh. Just for the muffins," me and Xavier answer at the same time. why is he so rude to her? I can see something happened between them but what?

"Whatever. let's see why you are so obsessed with this muffin," she looks at Xavier.

She takes a bite out of it and I just stare at her while Xavier doesn't even acknowledge her.

"There is nothing special about this muffin," she rolls her eyes. What?

"Ma'am this recipe has been the same for generations," I gape. Maybe someone made a mistake so I pick up another muffin and take a bite out of it. No, it's perfect.

"Well, it's not good," she states.

"Maybe you have a different taste but this is our most popular item. If you would like I could get you something else," I suggest.

"No. I just wanted to know what was so special about a muffin that he had to have it every morning," she shrugs, "I'm disappointed."

"As I said if you don't like it, don't get it. No one is forcing you to," he snaps. "Don't say shit about my muffin... or to my muffin," he hisses at her, pointing at the muffin then me. My face heats up.

"What the fuck? Her? You really gonna go for her?" she gasps. I frown, I'm not that bad.

"As I have said before; what I do is none of your business Jennifer," he looks pissed again.

"You have changed so much. Where is the man that was great to me?" she starts tearing up.

"Fucking dead," he shrugs.

She huffs, walking away.

"I'm sorry about her, muffin. If she does anything ever again, tell me. Okay?" his eyes soften looking at me.

"Okay," I mumble.

"Good," he smiles, "now I have to go. Enjoy your day. Bye muffin."

"Bye sir," I beam as he walks into the elevator.

I'm not sure what exactly just happened but he called me his muffin so I am fine with it.

After a long day, I am finally done with my shift and head to the bus station to head home.

Once I reach, I go up to my apartment and start cleaning up considering I haven't cleaned in two days.

After I am done with that I sit to watch a movie since I had nothing else to do that day.

While I am scrolling through Netflix to find something I get a message on my phone...

Mr. Knight: 'Hey, I wanted to ask if you would like to go on a date?'

WHAT THE HELL. No this couldn't be for me. he probably pressed the wrong contact number. There is no way Xavier Knight wants to take me on a date. He is gorgeous and he has had models as dates for some of his events.

I conclude that the message was meant for someone else and leave him on read. It's better than embarrassing him and telling him he got the wrong number. He will realize his mistake when he doesn't get a reply back and text the right person.

I look at the message one more time. Hmm if only that was for me.

I go back to searching for a movie and when I find one I put it on and then realize I need popcorn.

I stand up and make popcorn, grab a bucket of ice cream from the freezer. I walk back to the couch and start the movie but I can't focus much cause all I can think about is Xavier and that text.

Who was it meant for?