"You can't imagine the things I'd do if I put my hands on you"
He murmured, his voice low and husky. His breath feathered my ear, making my knees weak.
I don't know what came over me or where the confidence came from but I found myself willingly w...
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"Sometimes when things are falling Apart, they may actually be falling Into place" -Moya Angelou
I sat in my car, waiting for her to arrive. She's an hour late and I know she over slept. I didn't wanna embarrasse her so I decided to sit back in my car till she gets here.
A few minutes passed by and then a cab parked infront of the building and my little dove rushed out, practically running inside which made me chuckle. My cute little dove.
After waiting for more 15 minutes I got out of my car and walked inside. The chatter died down as I enter. Everyone was looking at me with shock since it'll be the first time I have ever been late.
Ignoring it I walked towards the elevator and got in, and the moment it started moving I remembered how Delilah acted while being in here with me.
She looked scared and on the verge of having a panic attack, even her breathing were uneven. Is she scared of elevators?
When the elevator dinged on my floor I got out and walked straight ahead and peaked into Delilah's office, but it was empty so I was certain she's in mine.
Fighting the butterflies in my stupid stomach I twist the doorknob and push open the door, and there she stood, clearly out of breath, hair messy, still in her coat.
"Good morning, Ms Miller" I greeted her as soon as I walk in and her eyes snap to me, for a couple seconds she seemed lost in her thoughts, eyes lingering on my chest and neck and I knew my little dove was checking me out.
When her eyes travelled back to my face she realised that she had been caught red handed and her face became a deep shade of red before she ripped her eyes off me.
"G-Good morning, sir" she stuttered and I dart my tongue on my bottom lip trying to fight a smile.
"Morning, Ms Miller" I replied and took my coat of resting it at the back of my chair before taking a seat.
She stood there with her hands interlocked infront. The exhaustion was clear in her eyes and I felt like a dick for being the reason behind it.
"Take a seat" I gestured her to take a seat and she did.
Picking up the file infront of me I went through it and I was impressed with her dedication.
Resting the file on my desk I leaned back in my chair and her eyes were watching me expectantly.
"Well done. I'm impressed Ms Miller, I think you have what it takes to work for me" I say keeping my eyes on her and her entire face lit up, her eyes were shining and her smile...God her smile, for a second I thought my heart stopped beating when I saw that smile stretching on her lips.
