Intoxicated By You

~ Oh Fuck ~

The bell of the bar rang as a tall man walked through the door.

Aka, my boss.

My eyes darted over to his figure.
His shirt hugging his muscles tightly, making his abs shine through the thin fabric.
His dark hair once gelled down had gotten messier over the span of a couple hours.
His gaze searching the room until he locked eyes with me.
Holding my breath I bit my lip softly.

He walked over to me, sitting on the barstool next to me.
He looked me up and down and proceeded to order a drink.
I shifted uncomfortably on the chair.
Choosing to wear a short dress was one thing, but what was gonna happen after a couple drinks would be on a whole different level.

I can't believe he actually showed up, I don't know what to say.

A couple weeks ago, a one night stand was all we were to each other.
I just had gotten the job of my dreams a couple days ago, only to find out this supposed to be "one night stand" turned out to be my boss.

Fuck.

I took a deep breath and calmed down.
He was looking into his glass, as if there was something more interesting about the bottom of it then me.
I put my glass down and folded my legs over eachother.

Softly I scraped my throat, he seemed to be snapped out of his thoughts and looked at me.

Looking at me as if expecting me to say something, fuck am I supposed to say something?

I can't just start off with a 'hey' or 'good to see you'. Against my better judgement I decided to go with a simple hello.

Gathering all my strength a soft hey escaped my lips. I hate the way my voice slightly trembled when I spoke.
I wasn't sure he had heard me, since only a whisper had come out.

"Hey" he uttered.

A simple hey, I was pretty proud of myself, even if it was just hey.

I gave him a smile, he returned it.

And here I was wondering why I ever slept with him.
How could I not?
He's handsome, sweet and incredibly good in bed.

I opened my mouth to say something yet nothing seemed to come to mind, so I closed it.

A soft chuckle escaped his lips, he seemed to be amused.

"Don't know what to say, do you love?" He whispered as he moved closer towards me.

"I-" I tried to speak yet I didn't know what to say.
Was he expecting a response to that in the first place?

"You look just as beautiful as you did that night" he spoke softly.
Moving a strand of hair behind my ear, his fingers slowly gliding over my cheek.

I could feel the heat rising to my face.
He seemed even more amused.

"Where did all the confidence go, back in the bottle?"

I swallowed, he's right.

"Tequila please" I raised my voice so that the bartender could hear.

The bartender smiled at me and handed me my drink.

"Here's my confidence" I said as I winked at him.

I noted how he looked more tense then when he had walked in.

I smirked, I downed my Tequila shot and inched closer to him.

My hand slowly traveled up his thigh, I could hear him inhale sharply.
He grabbed my wrist and held it tight.

"Don't play games that you won't finish" his voice lowered as his gaze darkened.

"Who said i wasn't?" I looked him dead in the eye as i said it.

I'm so fucked.