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muscles. She released a deep sigh and forced her body to relax, letting go of the tension from the day’s hectic events. Unfortunately, although her body was becoming more relaxed, her mind wasn’t slowing down one bit and her thoughts continuously turned to Stefano.
Recalling his intense gaze, she knew he had continuously sought her out during the day. To her surprise, she wasn’t afraid or turned off by his interest in her. On the contrary, she found that she enjoyed the attention and was looking forward to their date on Wednesday. Although they did not have much time alone today, he always seemed to be close by, just within arm’s reach if she chose to do so. His arm would brush hers as he moved from one place to the other, or he would place his hand on her lower back as he walked behind her. Her skin would jump and her body would heat, just from a fleeting touch. A low chuckle escaped her lips. Damn, she really needed to get laid. Not just any man would do. Oh no, that wouldn’t work at all. She only wanted Stefano, and after today, she was pretty confident that he felt the same way.
Finished with her shower, she stepped out and toweled off her damp body, the air-conditioning cooling her skin and causing goose bumps to rise. She quickly completed her nightly routine of moisturizing her body and got into bed, leaned back against her headboard and opened up her latest novel. She was so engrossed in the story that when the phone rang it caught her off guard.
She glanced at the clock and noted that it was after eleven. No one called her that late, so she picked it up, thinking it was one of the guys.
“Hello?” Dead silence greeted her. “Hello?” No return acknowledgment came her way. She hung up the phone. “Asshole.”
Ten minutes later, the phone rang again. A little annoyed at this point, her tone was less than friendly when she picked up the telephone.
“Hello?” Nothing. “Who the hell is this?” Silence. “Asshole!”
She slammed the phone down this time and waited for it to ring again. She looked at her Caller ID and noticed the number had been blocked. After she’d waited for thirty minutes and nothing happened, Adele finally lay down to go to sleep.
“Stupid-ass pranksters. I wish I knew who that was.” Although she was wound up pretty tight, Adele fell asleep within minutes.
On Monday morning, the alarm pulled her out of a restless sleep and Adele turned over to slam her hand on the snooze button. “Son of a bitch!” Her phone had rung four more times during the middle of the night on Saturday. When nothing happened during the day on Sunday, she chalked it up to wayward kids. Then Sunday night when she was sleeping, her phone began to ring again. Two more times she was prank-called, with the person on the other end simply not saying anything. After the second call, she turned off the ringer. Unfortunately, sleep eluded her that night, and she was a nervous wreck until falling into a restless sleep sometime after three in the morning.
Now she was not only pissed off and extremely tired, but a little bit nervous as well. Who the hell would call her in the middle of the night and simply not say anything? The first time or two could be excused by a prankster, but to call several times again in the middle of the night, on two separate nights, when any sane person would be asleep. Well, that was another story for another day and she could not focus on that right now.
She forced herself to get out of bed and went through the motions of her morning routine. Although today wasn’t going to be a busy day at the office, she still wasn’t looking forward to dealing with people. She was tired and cranky and not in the mood for any bullshit.
*****
“I can’t stand that witch! Why won’t she just find another damn job? I’m so done dealing with her.” Adele stomped into her office and slammed the door. She didn’t really give a flying fuck who heard the noise because at this point. She was
Recalling his intense gaze, she knew he had continuously sought her out during the day. To her surprise, she wasn’t afraid or turned off by his interest in her. On the contrary, she found that she enjoyed the attention and was looking forward to their date on Wednesday. Although they did not have much time alone today, he always seemed to be close by, just within arm’s reach if she chose to do so. His arm would brush hers as he moved from one place to the other, or he would place his hand on her lower back as he walked behind her. Her skin would jump and her body would heat, just from a fleeting touch. A low chuckle escaped her lips. Damn, she really needed to get laid. Not just any man would do. Oh no, that wouldn’t work at all. She only wanted Stefano, and after today, she was pretty confident that he felt the same way.
Finished with her shower, she stepped out and toweled off her damp body, the air-conditioning cooling her skin and causing goose bumps to rise. She quickly completed her nightly routine of moisturizing her body and got into bed, leaned back against her headboard and opened up her latest novel. She was so engrossed in the story that when the phone rang it caught her off guard.
She glanced at the clock and noted that it was after eleven. No one called her that late, so she picked it up, thinking it was one of the guys.
“Hello?” Dead silence greeted her. “Hello?” No return acknowledgment came her way. She hung up the phone. “Asshole.”
Ten minutes later, the phone rang again. A little annoyed at this point, her tone was less than friendly when she picked up the telephone.
“Hello?” Nothing. “Who the hell is this?” Silence. “Asshole!”
She slammed the phone down this time and waited for it to ring again. She looked at her Caller ID and noticed the number had been blocked. After she’d waited for thirty minutes and nothing happened, Adele finally lay down to go to sleep.
“Stupid-ass pranksters. I wish I knew who that was.” Although she was wound up pretty tight, Adele fell asleep within minutes.
On Monday morning, the alarm pulled her out of a restless sleep and Adele turned over to slam her hand on the snooze button. “Son of a bitch!” Her phone had rung four more times during the middle of the night on Saturday. When nothing happened during the day on Sunday, she chalked it up to wayward kids. Then Sunday night when she was sleeping, her phone began to ring again. Two more times she was prank-called, with the person on the other end simply not saying anything. After the second call, she turned off the ringer. Unfortunately, sleep eluded her that night, and she was a nervous wreck until falling into a restless sleep sometime after three in the morning.
Now she was not only pissed off and extremely tired, but a little bit nervous as well. Who the hell would call her in the middle of the night and simply not say anything? The first time or two could be excused by a prankster, but to call several times again in the middle of the night, on two separate nights, when any sane person would be asleep. Well, that was another story for another day and she could not focus on that right now.
She forced herself to get out of bed and went through the motions of her morning routine. Although today wasn’t going to be a busy day at the office, she still wasn’t looking forward to dealing with people. She was tired and cranky and not in the mood for any bullshit.
*****
“I can’t stand that witch! Why won’t she just find another damn job? I’m so done dealing with her.” Adele stomped into her office and slammed the door. She didn’t really give a flying fuck who heard the noise because at this point. She was
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