"You are acting like this because I didn't answer to your proposal?" this mouth of mine would be reason of my death someday. He got off his seat, I shifted a little. He started walking towards me, I thought it's my end today. He was only one step away from me, so I started to move backward, thinking he would stop but he didn't stop until my back was on the glass wall behind me and we were only an inch apart, I was able to smell his unique fragrance. I was stuck between him and the wall, I can hear the rate of my heart increasing, he was huge, although I was in my heels, but I was barely reaching his neck. I gulped, I didn't dare to look in his eyes, all I could concentrate was the mole above the left side of his lips, his attractive mole, I controlled my urge to touch it, it was distracting me like hell, I felt uneasy in my stomach, I never ever felt like this, I had crushes back in my high school and my college but, this feeling was new, this feeling was somehow similar I had it when I read erotic thriller novels, I didn't know what it was. "What are you looking at?" His question forced me to look in his eyes which were already staring at me. "N... Nothing!" I lied and looked away. "I saw you; you were looking hard at me in the morning during the meeting" he mocked, but it was true I was looking at him. "No, I was just spacing out" I looked everywhere but in his eyes. "Oh! Really?" he asked but I was silent.