“Having a clumsy Keira, means I get to catch you and be your saviour.”
“Draven I…we…?” He pulled back on hearing the desperate confusion in my voice and quickly interrupted me.
“Not here, but later, we can talk then and I …”
“Keira, what do you think you’re doing?!” I groaned out loud as I turned to my new boss and all round ball buster of the highest form, and that was saying something considering he had balls himself! Ok, so they might have resembled hazelnuts but still, the guy could be scary when he wanted to be. Oh, and it just so happened that he hated me.
I pulled away from Draven and turned to face what I thought resembled an angry English bulldog. It was the lack of an actual neck and his baggy cheeks that seemed to glow as though someone had gone apeshit crazy with a brush full of blusher. But to be honest, that wasn’t exactly fair on all those cute dogs out there.
“Er…Mr Coc…Cox.” I said nearly slipping up with what most people actually called him. Although I was trying to get people on board with an epic rename to Jaba. It was after seeing him eating in the cafeteria once and man alive but that tongue of his had a disgusting mind of its own!
“This doesn’t look like work, Missy” I wasn’t sure if Draven could feel the revulsion coming off me in waves but I am sure my shudder wasn’t hard to miss.
“I am sorry Sir, it won’t happen again and…” I started to say and felt Draven turn solid next to me which I didn’t take as a good sign. We might not still be together but I think it was safe to say that with all the evidence displayed last night that Draven still felt protective over me.
“Yes and see that it doesn’t! And what is this…person doing behind your station…um?” He said as he motioned his hand up and down at Draven like the man next to me was riff raff and I think I came close to swallowing my own tongue. It was a definite ‘Oh shit’ moment.
“Mr Cox this is…”
“Mr Draven, and this college’s benefactor.” Draven said in a commanding voice that clearly wasn’t down with me being spoken to like that. He also came forward and positioned himself slightly in front of me, which I had to admit, I really liked. But what I liked way more was looking back at Mr Cox aka, Jaba flappy tongue, and finding his face almost turning purple in the face of what was the biggest screw up of the day. I would say of the year but hey, the man screwed up a lot!
“Mr Dra…Draven, Sir, but of course I know who you are, I just…I didn’t expect to see you here conversing with our lowest member of staff, please let me help…”
“What did you say?!” Draven snapped losing his cool pretty damn quickly at his direct insult. The difference of course was that one, I was used to it and two, I couldn’t snap the guy’s neck with just a thought…although I had to wonder if even Draven would strain a little at the thickness of that thing? It’s not like you could get your hands around it.
I decided to defuse the situation by stepping around Draven and in what I hoped was a calming influence, placed my hand on his stomach to also hold him back in case it didn’t work.
“Mr Draven here had just requested a tour before helping me with some books that had accidently fallen.”
“Ah, well…” He huffed before adding,
“I would be more than happy to show you around Mr Draven, as I am sure you would want someone more experienced in the field and higher up in the ranks… and being as I am the library director, I would be more than happy to…”
“I think not.” Draven retorted barely holding himself in check and I knew this because I could feel his stomach muscles tighten further where I still had my hand on him.
“Keira here is more than proficient enough to show me around. However, I will make the point that you are currently keeping me from my business and I am an extremely busy man. So needless to say I don’t appreciate delays in any way, shape or… form.” Draven stated in that toe curling dominant tone of his and I had to bite my lip to keep from laughing at the distasteful look he gave my boss when saying the words ‘shape’ and ‘form’, clearly finding him as repulsive as we all did.
“Are we clear?” Draven added and I suddenly wanted to kiss his feet for turning Jaba baggy cheeks into a spluttering mess who couldn’t form his apology quickly enough.
“Yes, but of course, please forgive me, Mr Draven I…”
“You are still keeping me from conducting my business.” Draven interrupted and then simply turned his back to him to face me.