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"Why on earth would I stalk you?" He cocks a brow at me.
This cocky fucker.
"How would I know?" This conversation is getting nowhere. It only exhausted and annoyed me.
"You should have checked the road properly before exhibiting the act...
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My eyes are trained on the documents on my desk, as I'm going through them, but my mind is way far from what I'm staring at.
I hear the door of my office crack open with footsteps approaching, but I don't bother to raise my head to look at who it is.
"Micheal called in sick today." Ray announced as he takes the leather chair before my desk. He referred to one of my workers.
Ray continues speaking about something related to work and the new buyers trying to cut a deal from our original arrangement. But as expected, my thoughts blocks him out.
Don't think about her.
Don't think about her.
Those are the words I've been constantly telling myself since that night— for a week now.
At first, I thought it was gonna be easy, because I have occupied myself with work lately more than usual. But the more I tried to not think about her, the more I did.
It was impossible.
Skylar invades every space in my head, clouds my thoughts, not giving room for anything else. I keep seeing her face, hearing her laugh. But nothing compares to what I think she's feeling now.
The day she called me, I was so ready to answer. I wanted to hear her voice so badly, but all I could do was stare at the phone as she called more times than once.
I feel shitty.
I feel bad because I don't know what Skylar is feeling right now and what she thinks of me. I left without an explanation and I haven't spoken to her ever since.
I don't want her thinking I only wanted her for sex, even if what we did was mutual. I don't want her to think of me that way.
I don't want her to think that all our encounters, all our moments, our conversations all came with the intentions of me getting in between her legs...because it didn't.
I never thought of Skylar like I did other girls and for once and the first time in my life, I never thought of her as a random hookup or one night stand.
Skylar is way more than that, so much more. But that is what scares me.
It scares me because my heart has gained life because of her. It scares me because my heart fills with warmth just thinking of her but since that day, I've felt everything but warmth.
The thought of her thinking of me the way I think she does now scares me even more and it hurts me. I may have been working to occupy myself or pretend to my own self, but I have not been the same.
Ray snaps his fingers and waves at my face, bringing me to look up at him.
