Chapter 2

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I feel as if I'm polluting his air by just sitting here

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I feel as if I'm polluting his air by just sitting here.

My head constantly rambles about the drop dead gorgeous man in front of me. I'm not to get all weird about a man; ever, but right now I'm at lost for words.

He had jet black silky hair, It literally looked so soft like out of a hair commercial or something. His eyes were a light shade of brown, like a chocolate fountain as it gleams under the restaurant lights. His tanned skin looked so silky, how do men get their skin this good I have to open every skin care product. He had a short beard on his face and two cuts in his left eyebrow, his lips were so plumped and a pinkish reddish color, he had a well defined — well everything but his jawline structure was strong.

He wore a black shirt that — might I add — outlined almost every muscle, and portrayed every detail of the tattoos that ran down his arms, he also had on glasses that just intensified his beauty, he probably had on something else mouthwatering but I'm too afraid to look sense I've basically been starring the whole time.

"Kataleya." Kiera nudged me, I pulled my focus away from the man that was still starring at me like I'm his last meal. "This is Damon Grant and Killian King. Gentlemen this is my friend Kataleya Cole."

I shyly wave. "Hi." My face heated up as I could feel the man I now know as Killian stare at me

"Well it's good to meet a friend of Kiera's." The man Kiera point out as Damon outreached his hand for me to shake in which I did so.

"Likewise." I smiled. Before anymore conversations could start a waiter walked up.

"Good evening, Can I start everyone off with something to drink?" I started to think, I'm not much of a drinker sense my past experiences with alcohol have had me act crazy.

"She'll have a water and I'll have a glass of scotch." The man spoke for Kiera, I don't know why.

"A glass of Jim beam bourbon whiskey." Killian spoke without even directly talking to the waiter.

I looked back and see everyone starring at me for my order. My cheeks burned hot, "Um I think I'll have a sweet tea thank you."

"Coming right up." The waiter shot me a wink that make chuckle, he was cute. I look at everyone and their starring at me, again. Weird.

"So Kataleya what do you do?" Killian asked. His voice just as silky smooth and deep as I thought, so much in fact I clamped my thighs together as a slight tingly feeling erupted down below.

"Uh I work as an assistant at a Real Estate firm. It's something I want to do so I thought I'd experience it before I jump into anything." I explain, the man nodded.

"How's that working out?"

"Well good for now, I make enough to go by and the work place is friendly so that's a plus." I shrug.

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