Chapter 3

Chapter 3

“I beg your pardon, sir?” I ask moving away slightly. He is one freaky person.

How can he smell my arousal? Is that even a thing? Okay there's something weird about this man.

One minute he was talking about business meetings and the next he was talking about arousals? What kind of crazy is he?

“Sir? I don't understand what you're saying” I said, eyeing him weirdly.

He finally let go of my arm and I took it but still stood in front of him.

“I can tell you're a bit turned on from our interaction” he said, smirking down at me.

Oh he definitely knows. But how? This was very unprofessional from his point of view so why was he doing this?

“I think you've got the wrong impression Sir” I tried saying but he didn't look convinced.

“I know exactly when is woman is turned on and you are an inferno right now” he said, giving me a once over.

I was trying my possible best not to burst with apprehension. He was crazy! That was it. There was no other explanation for this man in front of me.

Clearing my throat I said to him, “I got all the information I needed from your call, Sir. I'm confident that I'll be able to handle it next time”.

He held my eyes for a moment and then he clapped his hands suddenly and said “Good. Then you can get back to work”.

And just like that, he dismissed me and I went back to my corner of the room still reeling from the shock of my perverted boss and his weird ways.

I tried to block out thoughts of the man and focused and finished up the little work I had in front of me.

Later that day, I made it home exhausted but elated about having the job of my dreams.

I had just taken a shower when I heard my doorbell ring so I quickly put on a t-shirt and rushed to get the door.

“Hey girl, ouuu guess who got you some yummy Chinese food. Yep! That's me. Best friend of yearrr” this came from my best friend and sister.

That ladies and gentlemen was Rita Wilson and my best friend in the whole world.

I honestly don't know what I would've done if I didn't have her by my side. She was literally my rock. And right now she's the only reason I'm not going to faint from starvation.

“Ugh, I could kiss you right now” I said, taking the food from her and flopping on the nearest chair to devour the food in front of me.

She looked at me crazy and said, “You know I don't do girls. I'm literally boy crazy. Which reminds me, what happened last night? You just disappeared and I didn't know if you were alive or dead till this morning when you texted me”.

I groaned blissfully at the tastes of food in my mouth and turned to give her a ‘really’ look.

“Hey don't look at me like that okay? I was wasted, you can't blame me” she said, throwing her hands up in surrender.

“Exactly, why would you let me drink so much when you know I start work today” I said to her dejectedly.

Her face flushed at that and she looked almost embarrassed. Almost being the keyword here.

“At what point in the night was I supposed to hold on to such information? You seem to forget I wasn't sober either. We couldn't help each other if we wanted to. You can't blame me” she said, her voice going higher as she spoke.

“I know I know. I'm sorry I shouldn't have said that. It's more my fault than yours to be honest, I mean I woke up in a random guy's bed this morning and it was both the most amazing and traumatizing thing to ever happen to me or anybody honestly” I said stuffing more food in my face at the end of the rant.

She immediately scooted closer to me and I knew the look on her face immediately and that made me groan.

“You can't just drop a bomb like that and not give me all the details, come on,” she said, taking my food from my hand.

“Ughhh can't I finish my food?” I whimpered pathetically, reaching for it but she slapped my hands away.

“Go on, spill” she said, gesturing for me to continue like I was telling a lecture.

“It's not a big deal or anything like that but I woke up to this sexy hunk of a man right? Am I like ugh what God created you? Why are you so built? He was so thick honestly, I thought I was going to melt at his feet because of how hot he was. That was until he opened his mouth” I said, rolling my eyes and slumping on the sofa dramatically.

“Ha! Until he opened his mouth? Please tell me more” she said enthusiastically, jumping on the sofa beside me.

“He is so infuriating. It was a really terrible combination to look that good and have such a nasty character” I said disgustedly.

“Yeah. Tell me about it” she said in addition.

“He had such an egoistic mentality. And the worst part is he was so good in bed and he knows it” I said scrunching up my face in the process.

She grinned “you don't say?” She was practically teasing me at this point.

“No really, I couldn't walk properly so I had to protect my pride and act like whatever he did last night had no effect on me whatsoever. Oh and not to forget how I couldn't even bloody remember wtf he did because I was fucking drunk out of my mind” I said practically yelling by the end of the sentence.

And then I looked at her and said, “that's not even the worst part of it”.