“What do you
want? And how many times do I have to tell you to stop barging in my office
without knocking?” I demand…
“Our argument
last week didn’t give you a hint that you should steer clear of me?”…
“I’m like a
black widow. I’ll eat your head for dinner after I’m through with you”…
“Does that
mean you’re considering mating with me? Hmmm, that may be a risk I’m willing to
take,” starts laughing…
I state with impatience, “Get the fuck out! I
have zero tolerance for your bullshit right now!”…
Giving him a
cold glance…
His smile
quickly turns into a grimace…
Handsome face…
Attractive
eyes…
His eyes are
light but his gaze right now is very dark…
They
almost look black…
The darkness
in his eyes seems hollow and dead…
I sense spite…
A tingle goes up my spine…
He makes me
nervous sometimes…
I don’t think
he realizes that…
That’s a good
thing…
He also makes
me angry…
He brings out
this ugly angry side to me that I don’t like…
How am I
supposed to interpret that? …
“What the fuck
is your problem, woman?”…
I think, what
is he cemented to the floor? ...
“I’m not going
anywhere,” he adamantly states…
I turn around
to walk behind the desk…
This is
ridiculous…
I have so much
work to do…
I ignore him,
hoping he’ll just get the hint and leave…
Apparently
telling him nastily doesn’t work…
I start
sorting through my papers on the desk…
Huffing and
puffing from my annoyance…
For a few
minutes, I completely forget he’s there…
Then, I
suddenly feel he’s scoping me out…
I look up at
him…
Eyes gleaming
with lust…
I see he’s
getting a flash of my milky breasts…
I’m
flabbergasted and yet I don’t make any motion to conceal them…
I keep
organizing my papers…
Ignoring his
boyish behavior… He walks toward me…
“I know you’re
attracted to me. Why can’t you just admit it?”…
“What are
you talking about, Vince?”…
He spreads
both his hands on the span of the entire desk…
Leaning
in, so he’s really close to me…
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