A shiver of relief runs through my body. I got the job! I'm now back on my feet and a step ahead to becoming a journalist! Although a thought has been lingering at the back of my mind all weekend. I keep imagining him. In my every thought he's there, his voice, his body, I want him. I want him bad. I don't even know his first name and still have desired a sexual passion toward him.
To celebrate my new job me and my friends went out clubbing, or at least that was our excuse.
After a round or two of shots we're already wasted. I'm dancing like a total hore when I see an outline that looks just like Mr Grey, and a shoot of tension ran up my spine and I instantly get butterflies. I try to hide but he's seen me, my eyes are locked on his , and I swear my heart is jumping through the my skin.
"Can I buy you a drink?" He asked Seductively. "Call me Christian." I try to keep my thoughts straight and not seem completely stoned. "Sure" I answered, trying to sound flirtatious. I look for my friends to tell them I might leave, but they're all dancing away.
Soon he's drunk too and we are dancing and laughing the night away. I check the time, it's 2am "I should really leave, it's so late that it's early."
I turned, searching for my friends, but they must all have left. It came to my realisation I had no money left for a taxi and it was too far to walk to my apartment.
"You can come back to mine of you need too." ...
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10 more shades of grey
RomanceMika had heard of mr greys work. She had always dreamed of working with such a powerful and successful company and boss. But soon she discovers there is more to Mr Grey than a business man...
