Suit up Mr. Riley

Clarissa

"Hey!"

"Hey!" He called again.

It had been 3 whole weeks since I saw Andrew Riley. The only reason I came into the office was to go over somethings that needed to be fixed with a old client of Harrison&Baker.  I still hadn't wanted to see him, but did at the same time. The idiot just did what he does all the time, he pissed me off and I walked out again.

Sighing, I turned around to face Andrew Riley.

I felt a frown coming on. "What. Do. You. Want."

He looked down to the ground, and frowned.

"I wanted to talk to you." He said.

"That's very unfortunate." I said seriously turning and walking away.

I had a feeling that I should have stayed at the mansion, but me being me I was too small minded to listen to my inner self.

I could tell that Andrew was watching me as I kept walking away, but it didn't last long.

He grabbed my shoulder and spun her around.

'I'm about to commit murder.'

I looked at him with pure seething hatred.

"What do you want?!" I yelled.

"I said that I wanted to talk to you."

I simply blinked my eyes at him to see whether or not he was stupid.

"I said that that's very unfortunate." And rolled my eyes.

I started to turn, " I'm not leaving you alone until you talk to me, Clarissa." Andrew said sharply.

I looked him up and down, examining him basically.

He looked very uncomfortable in that moment.

I took him all in, his black and brown leather Armani jacket, his dark blue Levi's, and his black Frye boots.

'I guess there's no longer a dress code on Saturdays.' I thought.

He looked good, to good. I bit my lip and shook my head.

"What do you want to talk about Andrew?"

"You." He said looking deeply into my eyes.

And for the first time in my 22 years of existence I was at a loss for words.

Thanks Mr. Riley.

.....

I looked up into Andrews eyes, completely mesmerized by the beautiful color.

I wanted to grab his neck and kiss him ferociously. He was so close and so delicious looking.

I watched him as his eyes trailed my body. From my lips to my neck, my breast, my slim waist then my wide hips all the way down to my long legs.

I watched as he turned around, and took a couple of steps.

"Are you coming." He asked smirking without turning around.

I shook my head, then followed.

I thought to myself 'this man. This man, Andrew Riley.'