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be my home for the next two months, and I’m greeted by dark wood flooring and granite countertops. The place is not too large, but it is well furnished and is nicer than any apartment I have ever been to.
I make it to work on Monday morning fifteen minutes before I am supposed to be there, and take the elevator to the forty-second floor. Pierson Investments occupies the whole floor, and their reception area looks grand and prestigious.
I walk slowly towards the reception desk as I try to control my nerves. Today is the first day I have ever held a job on my own, and I desperately want to make a good impression. Not only do I need this job for my own survival, I have a deep desire to make David proud. I try to remember this as I steady my voice when I get to the desk and ask to see Lynn Watson. The receptionist politely directs me to a seating area across from her to wait for Mrs. Watson.
I sit there for a few minutes fidgeting with my hands and wondering whom I would be working for and what my responsibilities would be, when I hear the elevator door open. I turn my head around in time to see one of the most magnificently beautiful men I have ever seen walk out. The sight of him makes my breath hitch. I move my eyes up slowly from the tip of his shoes to his messy black hair, as I gradually take in his gorgeous body. He is tall, probably over six-feet tall with broad shoulders and a lean, but tautly muscled body. He has vivid green eyes surrounded with thick dark eyelashes, high cheekbones, and beautiful full lips. As he turns toward the recep-tionist, his face turns into a sexy grin, showing off a dimple on each side of his face, and my stomach flips.
He is exceptionally handsome, but I am aware that my body’s reaction to the sight of him is not merely because of his good looks. There is something about the way he carries himself with a sexy combination of playfulness and confidence that is deeply affecting me.
He exchanges a brief conversation with the receptionist, and I hear her tell him to take a seat in the seating area, pointing to where I am sitting. He turns around and takes a step in this direction, before he sees me.
As soon as he looks at me, our eyes lock and time stops. He stops dead in his tracks, rooted to the spot, and I can’t take my eyes off of him. There is a crackle of energy between us, an unexplainable connection. It is as if we know each other from a different life, as if we are two opposite poles of a magnet, being instinctively pulled towards each other.
It feels like we stay frozen in space drowned in each other’s eyes forever before either one of us breaks away. After what feels like an eternity but in reality is only a couple of minutes, he finally looks away shaking his head as if trying to shake the feeling away.
After a few seconds, he seems to get his bearings. A slow sexy smile turns up the corner of his mouth and he turns his eyes back on me, as he starts slowly pivoting towards me. Butterflies soar in my stomach as I see him approaching me, but before either one of us has a chance to say anything, an older guy comes up behind him, patting him on the shoulder.
“Hey, Aiden. What are you doing here?”
He reluctantly turns toward the man. “How you doing, Jeff? Grandpa wanted me to come by and say hello. See how things are going.”
“I figured that’s why you’re here,” the other guy says with a smirk. “Well, come with me then. I’ll take you around.” Jeff turns around and starts walking away expecting Aiden to follow, but Aiden remains rooted to the spot as if he is unsure which way to go. After a minute, he looks back towards me, winks and then follows Jeff into a hallway and out of my line of sight.
I sit there dumbfounded, trying to make sense of what just happened. Who is this guy and how could he just walk away without saying a word after the intense experience we just shared? Before I have a chance to analyze this encounter
I make it to work on Monday morning fifteen minutes before I am supposed to be there, and take the elevator to the forty-second floor. Pierson Investments occupies the whole floor, and their reception area looks grand and prestigious.
I walk slowly towards the reception desk as I try to control my nerves. Today is the first day I have ever held a job on my own, and I desperately want to make a good impression. Not only do I need this job for my own survival, I have a deep desire to make David proud. I try to remember this as I steady my voice when I get to the desk and ask to see Lynn Watson. The receptionist politely directs me to a seating area across from her to wait for Mrs. Watson.
I sit there for a few minutes fidgeting with my hands and wondering whom I would be working for and what my responsibilities would be, when I hear the elevator door open. I turn my head around in time to see one of the most magnificently beautiful men I have ever seen walk out. The sight of him makes my breath hitch. I move my eyes up slowly from the tip of his shoes to his messy black hair, as I gradually take in his gorgeous body. He is tall, probably over six-feet tall with broad shoulders and a lean, but tautly muscled body. He has vivid green eyes surrounded with thick dark eyelashes, high cheekbones, and beautiful full lips. As he turns toward the recep-tionist, his face turns into a sexy grin, showing off a dimple on each side of his face, and my stomach flips.
He is exceptionally handsome, but I am aware that my body’s reaction to the sight of him is not merely because of his good looks. There is something about the way he carries himself with a sexy combination of playfulness and confidence that is deeply affecting me.
He exchanges a brief conversation with the receptionist, and I hear her tell him to take a seat in the seating area, pointing to where I am sitting. He turns around and takes a step in this direction, before he sees me.
As soon as he looks at me, our eyes lock and time stops. He stops dead in his tracks, rooted to the spot, and I can’t take my eyes off of him. There is a crackle of energy between us, an unexplainable connection. It is as if we know each other from a different life, as if we are two opposite poles of a magnet, being instinctively pulled towards each other.
It feels like we stay frozen in space drowned in each other’s eyes forever before either one of us breaks away. After what feels like an eternity but in reality is only a couple of minutes, he finally looks away shaking his head as if trying to shake the feeling away.
After a few seconds, he seems to get his bearings. A slow sexy smile turns up the corner of his mouth and he turns his eyes back on me, as he starts slowly pivoting towards me. Butterflies soar in my stomach as I see him approaching me, but before either one of us has a chance to say anything, an older guy comes up behind him, patting him on the shoulder.
“Hey, Aiden. What are you doing here?”
He reluctantly turns toward the man. “How you doing, Jeff? Grandpa wanted me to come by and say hello. See how things are going.”
“I figured that’s why you’re here,” the other guy says with a smirk. “Well, come with me then. I’ll take you around.” Jeff turns around and starts walking away expecting Aiden to follow, but Aiden remains rooted to the spot as if he is unsure which way to go. After a minute, he looks back towards me, winks and then follows Jeff into a hallway and out of my line of sight.
I sit there dumbfounded, trying to make sense of what just happened. Who is this guy and how could he just walk away without saying a word after the intense experience we just shared? Before I have a chance to analyze this encounter
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