In Lust With You

Two

Voices approaching snapped me out of my thought.

I closed my eyes and inhaled sharply. Part of me wanted run and hide. I'm mortified to meet a man again after last night. I just hope that this Dank Randall was already married and old so I wouldn't be scared working for him.

Opening my eyes I reached for the glass handle. Taking a deep breath and counting to five, I started to slowly open the door for Macy told me that I don't have to knock since he was already expecting my arrival.

Still looking down at the floor, I finally made it inside. The first thing I notice was the smell: soap, masculine cologne and aftershave. I can't help but sniff. It's a very pleasant smell.

"Alannah. Welcome." He said, his voice hoarse and low and sexy. It made me shiver.

Wait.

Oh.

My.

Gosh!

I flinched and stiffened.

Holy crap! He sounded so much like the guy from last night, the one who said that I don't have round and sexy ass. And if he really is the same guy therefore he was friend with the guy who touched me. There's a 99.9 % tendency that he was like his friend! What if he touches me too, not in my ass but in my breast or down there? God, I can't let someone touch me again. I can't, I just can't. My heart is pounding hard in my chest. He was a guy for Pete's sake! For someone who had bad experience from a guy it was a usual to feel scared-scratch that, I'm beyond scared. I'm terrified! I want to go back to the Philippines now. I don't want to work here anymore. I just want my bed and my mom. But the rational part of me wanted to stay. This is so hard. What do I do, now? Should I just leave or face him with my head high and a smile?

I wanted to look and act professional but I can't seem to make my brain work.

Confidence, where the hell are you when I needed you the most?!

"Alannah, please come over here so you can sit down and we can start your interview." He said amusement in his voice is palpable

"C-can we uhm...start the interview without me..... like having to walk closer and look up?" I stammered.

Oh, stupid. You just made yourself even funnier in front of him!

He burst into laughing and his laugh send shiver down my spine. Something powerful willed me to gaze at him so I did. And I suddenly found myself staring at an expensive three-piece navy suit. Shoulders wide and defined. The sight of him made me out of breath. The man was gorgeous.

Incredibly gorgeous and young. So damn young.

He's the most breath-taking man in the planet. He seemed familiar-blonde hair that sweeping over his forehead and across his temple, slightly blocking his intense blue eyes that looking straight at me now. Cheeks high, jaw strong and a luscious, kissable lip.

My eyes widen, as realization hit me. He's the fucking complete epitome of the man I'd written. Oh my gosh!

My knees started shaking. I felt my heart swell and crack. His eyes are expressive and intelligent that I couldn't look away. Everything in him is magnetizing. I felt almost everything in me started responding to him. I never felt anything like this. Not ever. No man has ever affected me the way he has, and I cannot fathom why. He was a very dangerous man. I don't understand my irrational reaction.

I sighed and silently shake my head.

I will not let him affect me. I will not. He's just my boss, my very handsome boss, that's not a big deal right? I'm an educated woman. I came here for business and not for a man. Just because I see the resemblance between the man in my dreams and this man in front of me doesn't mean anything. The man in my dreams doesn't exist because this Dank guy wouldn't offer flowers, chocolates or even a ring since all he can offer me was to suck his dick and have sex with him. A guy is a guy. My mind made up. I'll deal with my affection to him some other times. Right now I have an interview to pass. I can't let Layla, my family and my friends down.