A/N ok so this is the oneshot tht started the story Mixing Business with Pleasure, so if u like it, give the other story a look :)
Disclaimer: I dont own teentitans
SHOUT OUT TO CHICO MAGNIFICO!
Rachel had to be the most professional one working in their office. She may be obsessive over her work, unsocial, and just slightly dry and sarcastic. But, the man in the office next to her, only saw her as hot and feisty. Her dark brown locks, that had the potential to hang down her back, always tied up into a messy bun, or high pony. Her tight skirts, and blouses, and of course those pumps she wore every morning, may be the style for all women in the office, but her marble skin and petite frame made her stand out.
He watched as she strutted into her office, and followed after her a minute later, with a manila folder in his hand. He walked into the glittery office, work place to the CEO of this lovely business. Of course the lovely view of the city was always covered up by shades. He locked the door behind him.
She spun her chair around, glancing at Garfield. His suit messy, his tie undone, and his jacket unbuttoned. His blonde hair messed up, and his cheeky smile flashing her. She got off of her chair and walked around her desk, sitting on the front. She watched him close the shades to the windows where the rest of the building looks into her office.
"Good morning, Mr. Logan, what may I ask is the pleasure of seeing you here?" She asked.
He smiled, "Isn't it always a pleasure to see me? I'm devilishly handsome, and charming, and not to mention good looking, and funny…"
She smiled, "What's in the folder?"
"Well, Ms. Roth, if you must know," he flipped open the folder and handed it to her. She took the folder from him and reached into the pouch. She laughed a bit then raised an eyebrow, "Gum?" she asked, pulling out a thin strip of winter fresh gum.
"Yes. I figured, you know, just in case," he winked and sprayed breath spray into his mouth. He walked over and slipped his arms around to grasp her waist. She snaked her arms around his neck.
"Mr. Logan, how unprofessional…"
"Ms. Roth, how'd ya know?" he said pressing his lips to her. She smiled into the kiss, and tasted his bottom lip with her tongue. He deepened the kiss, dipping her a bit and slipping his tongue into her mouth. After a while she pulled away, and he retired, placing kisses down her neck, then down her chest and back up.
"Mr. Logan, you should know very well we can get fired."
"Ms. Roth, you know very well I don't care," Gar replied.
"Gar, my office isn't the best place to continue if we don't want to get fired."
"Okay, then let's take this down to the supply closet," he wiggled his eyebrows and lifted her off of the desk and onto her feet.
About 15 minutes Rachel later walked out of the closet, her hair down and ruffled up, on her way to her office, buttoning up her top.