Checkered Love

Tension

Still reeling from what happened, you get back to your hotel and open the door as quietly as you can. It's 04:30 in the morning. You nearly jump out of your skin when Lucy puts the kitchen light on. 

She has her hand on her hip, laughing. "Seriously, babe, isn't it a bit late or early in the morning to do the walk of shame? Where were you? I got worried when I saw you get into a Ferrari. Your mother would chastise me if I'd to put your beautiful face on a wine bottle for missing persons."

You put your bag down and take her mug from her, taking in a long sip of hot coffee. You hand her back her mug. "Luce, I never panned you for a stalker. Were you watching me?" She smiles at you, saying, "I had a cheeky ciggie on the balcony and saw you go outside and get in the car.

Stuttering you say, "I..um, I was with Carlos at the office."

She looks at you questioningly. "Hmmmm...for someone pretending not to have feelings for him, you sure do spend time together at odd hours of the day doing things PA's and bosses don't normally do together."

You shrug your shoulders at her. "We'll, we work in a unique industry... goodnight Lucy, I am taking a quick 30 minute catnap before heading to work."

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It was a fruitless exercise. 

You rolled around in bed, even tried napping for 45 minutes, instead of 30, but you were unable to shut your brain off until it was time to get up...

Unbeknownst to you Carlos was also tossing around aimlessly as he was lying naked in bed, with just a cool, black satin sheet loosely draped over his lower torso. He was thinking about the past three days and what had transpired. 

Flashes of your smile, and your charisma fleeted through his head. He thought back about your reaction every time he got close to you, how you confidently met his gaze, but that he had to look away after too long, out of fear that his face and manhood might betray him and reveal the effect that you were having on him. 

Like you, he believes in being professional. He has been turning on the charm subtly but it seems to him that you are only interested in a professional relationship. It was hard, he desperately wanted to get close to you, pull you close to him by your hips and to kiss your soft lips. He was growing hard and started throbbing, almost aching with need and want.

He started to scroll through your TikTok and Instagram accounts. He liked what he saw and when he scrolled to a selfie pic you posted of you with Lucy from the staff party, he groaned out loud. It was torturing him that you were a few blocks away, alone in your bed...and not with him in his. He always watched your reaction and you gave nothing away. It was driving him crazy! He's so used to women throwing themselves at him, but you, you were different and that piqued his interest. 

Fuck it, he thought. He started typing a you a text, just before he hit sent, he got a text...from Isa.