My hazel eyes lock with his chocolaty brown ones. I know it's now or never so I start slowly making my way towards him while swinging my hips seductively. While I slowly make my way to him but not before I grab a shot from the bar.
I down it quickly. I immediately start getting the buzz of alcohol running through my veins. Hopefully one shot is enough for confidence.
I make myself about 7 feet away from him but before I can get myself closer he moves towards me. This catches me off guard. He makes his way to me so we're standing face to face. I start noticing a lot of stuff I didn't notice about him before. Like his lightly scattered freckles, how soft his hair looks, a tattoo that's poking out from his rolled up sleeve. My thoughts are interrupted by his deep voice, "You done checking me out?" He lets out a soft chuckle.
My cheeks tint a light pink. God I've talked to this man for less than 2 minutes and I already wish I had another shot.
Before I take too long to respond I quickly say, "You sure you weren't the one checking me out? Weren't you the one who approached me first?" "Oh we've got a snappy one here don't we? You better get that attitude in check before I've got to fix it" he growls out. My cheeks once again give me away and flush a bright pink at his sexual reference.
He slowly starts stepping forward and by impulse I step back. This happens for a few seconds longer before I realize I made a big mistake.
My back hits the wall and his hands go to cage me in. "Fuck" I think to myself boss is gonna kill me. "All shy now are we hmm?" I realize I took too long to respond. This man infuriates me more and more from each word he says.
I avoid eye contact at all costs right now because I know if I lock eyes with this man I will get flustered again. He moves one of his hands under my chin and takes my head in his hand and forces me to make eye contact with him. During this I realize how veiny and large his hands are compared to mine. I also realize how interesting his olive skin tone is against my boring pale skin tone. I can also tell that he's definitely working out more than 3 days a week. "Darling when I ask a question I expect an answer."
My heart skips at these words. What the fuck is wrong with me? Why am I letting the enemy get into my head? Now remember your mission. "Sorry I was busy thinking about how good your hands would look around my neck." I boldly respond.
That's definitely the alcohol talking.
He looks taken back from these words from me but his eyes quickly darken. "You're on thin ice darling. I wouldn't want to test me if I were you." I decide to tease him more and whisper out, "What if all I'm here to do is to get under your skin? Do you really think you're scaring anyone? We both know you aren't as big and tough as you seem. So cut the tough guy act."
I mentally slap myself for aggravating him knowing this will probably leave me to my death. I start mentality prepping for whatever cruel way he's going to kill me.
But instead of doing what I thought he was going to go he responds with, "Oh you just made a big mistake little girl." And with that he claimed his lips on mine.
And for some reason my body actually relaxed at this action. His body was pushed flushed against mine as our lips devoured each other. My hands start running through his hair greedily. He groans at this.
He slides hands downward to my thighs and gives them a light squeeze. We continue making out until he pulls back leaving me breathless, "Look at you, already breathless and the night has only just begun." My cheeks flush and his lips are back on mine.
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Roman d'amourThis is just my imagination roaming so by no means are these supposed to be well written. It'll be random posts with most likely a enemies to lovers vibe. That's all enjoy :) (feel free to leave comments on my grammar and things like that)