A soft sound, almost a laugh, escaped as Andreas knocked his boss. Alex lifted his fingers and wiped his cheeks gently. Such a handsome man, calling him sweetheart and being nice, for what? What did he want?<br/><br/>Alex wanted to believe it was just because this man was nice and cared, but no one is that nice without wanting something. Were they? Why would anyone care about him? Alex pulled the jacket tighter around him, trying to disappear into it as he thought.<br/><br/>Those words dredged Alex out of his thoughts. Pay off? Coffee? He looked confused and shocked and flattered. If such a look existed. Alex murmured in a soft hesitant voice, “You would do that?” He licked his lips and added, “for me?”<br/><br/>Though Alex knew his boss would call his dad and tell him that a handsome man whisked him away. Would it be worth the fall out? Would it be worth the punishment? For.. coffee? What would they do? Boss man wouldn’t fire him and make daddy dearest upset. Oh no. Likely nothing at work would change. Maybe a few more smacks on the ass, that wasn’t a big deal, was it?<br/><br/>What would his father do over ditching work and coffee? It was just coffee and ... maybe he would understand if Alex told him what happened. Maybe he would be ok with him leaving? Maybe he should call and ask. He really didn’t want to make his father upset..<br/><br/>He didn’t even register a response to the question as he got lost in his head. Alex was about to blurt out an excited yes, but then if his father was mad about it... then ... well, he didn't want to think about “then.”<br/><br/>Alex squeezed his eyes closed and shook his head. “My dad would be upset. I can’t. I can’t.” He took the jacket off and pushed it gently against Andreas’ chest as he tried to exit the stall.