Chapter 5

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the whole week I thought about Chris. we talked on the phone a couple of times, he was a very sweet person. I had to keep telling myself this was just business and I planned on keeping it that way. Chris told me how he just moved here from Virginia , which explained the country accent heard most times when we spoke. He lives up here ,but left his mom and seven year old little sister down south, said his mom didn't want to come and he gets his little sister every vacation she is on. I loved how he had a soft spot for his mom and sister, I then told him how I was raised by my mam maw and father. I told how my mother died of breast cancer when I was fifteen, how she is the reason I am into fashion and decided to open my own boutique. I asked him does he have any kids, he tells me no which I find hard to believe. 

"why is that such a shock for you?" he asked me one night while we were on the phone. 

"I don't know, I mean look at you." I chuckled. 

"what about me ..." 

" for starters your not ugly, and...oh forget I said anything." I just put my foot in my mouth I know I did. he laughed at me said I was funny and he liked when I got flustered. I was so happy that he couldn't see my face because he had me blushing like crazy. We finished up on the phone after seeing that it was like three in the morning.

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After being on the phone all night it was taking a toll on me. I didn't even notice that I fell asleep in my office until Shelly walked in and slammed the door, I jumped and looked around. 

"oh shit." 

" yea." Shelly said. with a smile plastered on her face. " so how was your night? , sleep well." I just rolled my eyes at her and groaned.  

" yea figured that." she said laughing. " so please tell me all about this Chris." 

"their is nothing to tell. he just a cool person with good convo." I got up from my desk and walked over to the mini fridge that I had in my office and grabbed a water bottle.  

" just good convo unh ?" 

"yes shel , look I ain't you."I walked back to my desk and started where I left off.  

"what the hell is that suppose to mean?"  

"come on Shelly you know what it means." 

"are you calling me a hoe?" she said. sound like she was getting offended I looked at her with her hands on her hip. " for your info I like to test the product before, so I know what I am getting myself into." I laughed. she was so damn crazy but loved her ass to death. been bestfriends since middle school. she tried to punk me but when she knew I wasnt going to take her shit she backed down and we become attached at the hip ever since. when ever you seen Shelly you seen me in vice versa. "so what you wearing for tomorrow night." 

"I don't know yet ....its casual so I will find something."  

" it would be she is so damn tacky I swear." shelly said.  

" I know right but shit its her day not ours." I said. Before I could say something their was a knock at my door. I looked at Shelly she looked at me, and shrugged her shoulders. I told whoever to come in. their he was standing right in front of me with a bag in his head and a bouquet of flowers. I jumped up out my seat so fast that I knocked over the stuff that was on my desk. Shelly smirked at me, I told her to go back to the front of the shop,but she wouldnt. she can get on my nerves sometimes. 

"good morning ma." he said in that deep baritone voice with a hint of down south. I loved when he called me that, gave me goose bumps. I was staring so hard that I still didn't say anything back. Shelly cleared her throat. 

" good morning." he smiled , oh that smile I could watch him smile for days.  

" I thought since I kept you up that I would bring you some breakfast from Ashley's, don't know if you go but its one of my favorite breakfast spots." he sat the bag down on my desk.  

" oh thank you Chris ." 

"oh and these are for you.....lillies am I right?" I nodded my head up and down , like a toddler when asked something by their parent. I walked around my desk when I went to reach for them he pulled me into a tight hug. wrapping his arms around my waist. I gasped in shock then placed my hands on his muscular arms. he smelled so damn good, like Nautica cool waters for men. I inhaled his scent trying to save it for later. while he wasn't looking I told Shelly to take her lazy ass back to the front. she flipped Mr off and rolled her eyes and left. I pushed myself back from him but he kept holding my waist. he leaned in and whispered to me "you working that skirt ma." yea my panties were wet. 

"thank you ." I looked down at myself i was wearing a high waist black skirt with a fuchsia top that showed alot of cleavage. i looked back into his eyes for the first time I didn't notice that they were a hazel with a hint of green. then he licked his lips oh my goodness this man is going to be the death of me. I really pushed away now or I was going to end up ripping this mans clothes off and fucking him right here in my office. 

"thank you for the flowers.....and breakfast."  

"your welcome."  

" so is that all you came here to do?"  

"nah, I wanted to know can I take you out before we start 'working'." he chuckled. I mentioned to him last night that this is strictly business nothing else. I wasnt ready to jump back into a relationship, especially since all I been getting is bad luck. 

" I don't think that will be a good idea."  

"why not ?" 

"I told you why last night why." I said trying to avoid his stare. He walked closer to me and I stepped back into the desk.  

" look I know what you said but I think your nervous around me. " 

"what.....no what makes you think that." I said 

"because, I notice you bite your lip when your nervous." I didn't notice I was doing that. i stopped immediately. " so what you saying, you going to let me take you out."  

" I can't please...."  

"OK then I will see you tomorrow then." he said. he leaned in and kissed me on the cheek I went stiff automatically. This man is so damn fine I don't know how I am going yo get through this whole party with this man.

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