Falling for Novogratz

Chapter 17

As I open the door of the restroom, I'm met with  the noise of people chatting and eating. I slowly make my way back to our table to find Wolfgang sitting alone, typing away on his phone.

I guess he notices me approaching from the corner of his eyes as he looks up at me and quickly puts his phone onto the table.

" Hey, everything okay? I was getting worried there. " He says, looking me in the eyes.

I nod and avoid his gaze. " Yeah, I just had to take a minute for myself. Sorry for that. No need to worry. " I say taking my seat. I tap my password into my laptop and open my mails.

" Sadie? " I hear Wolfgang say. Do I hear worry in his voice?
I told him to not worry. I'm fine. I think.

I open my agenda on my laptop and hum, embarassed to look him in the eyes. " Hmm? "

" Are you sure you're okay? You know you can tell me if anything's wrong right? "

I nod, still looking at my screen, trying to avoid him. But he makes it impossible by reaching over the table and putting his hand on my arm.

Why does my skin tingle evrytime this man touches me anywhere?

Dear Lord, he's going to be the death of me.

I take a sharp breath and look at his hand on my arm. I  look up at him, seeing him already looking at me. 

" Did I do something wrong? Please tell me if I did, because you not smiling, or laughing, and not being your preppy and sarcastic self worries me. Did I do something? "

I get lost in his eyes, and the pull I feel towards this extraordinary human being is almost too much to handle. What is wrong with me? What is he doing to me?

I snap out of my daydream as I feel his hand squeezing my arm ever so softly.

" No, you didn't do anything wrong Wolfgang, you've been nothing but great towards me. It's just a basic case of 'it's me, not you'. I actually called my bestfriend when I was in the restroom. I needed to vent to someone, and she was the perfect person for that. But I'll be alright, don't worry. " I say, offering him a genuine smile, showing him that I really am trying.

I look into his eyes and see that he isn't sure if I'm being honest or not.

I sigh and grab his hand. Shit.

I feel like a teenager filled with raging hormones, and this is now really getting ridiculous.

" I had to vent to my bestfriend about my insecurities and thoughts. But I'll be okay. Let's just say for once I'm glad I moved overseas. " I say chuckling, looking at my hand holding his.

He looks at me with a raised eyebrow. " Oh really? And why's that? "

I chuckle and my eyes meet his. " Because that crazy woman would have made her boyfriend drive her over to my place to slap me. Probably lecturing me. " I chuckle even thinking about it. " Yeah, you know, I think you'd like her. I mean she's crazy, but I love her to death. "

He grins and slightly leans over the table. " Oh really? Well, if she's crazy like you, I'm sure I would like her. "

I look at him with an amused look and take my hand back, putting it across my heart.
I give him the puppy eyes treatment and pout. " Awww, you like my crazy? " I say sarcastically in a high pitched voice.

He smiles from ear to ear as if he had accomplished something. " There she is, the Sadie I was looking for. And yes, I like your crazy, I think it quite compliments mine. "

I roll my eyes chuckling. How does he always succeed in making me feel better by just talking?

" You know what? I think your crazy is rubbing off on mine, you're making my craziness worse. " I state, holding back my laughter.