Anger drove me forward. I spun my chair and lurched out of it. With a few angry strides I rounded my desk and came face to face with Eric.
I placed a hand palm up to each side of him and caged him in against the door. He eyed me with a speculative insolent look that I hate to admit was totally hot.
"I worked my butt off for you and this is all you have to say. I am glad. Glad I am finally leaving," I heaved out the last in anger.
Agitated as I was, all I could do was heave heavy breaths as I waited for his answer but I should have known better. Only a couple of breaths later I found myself clasped in his arms and meshed against his chest as his lips plundered mine. The kiss was angry almost violent. I responded in kind.
Then the outer door to my chamber blew open and in marched Nikki Rum my best friend and confidante. She stopped short seeing our compromising position. But I didnt care as far as I was concerned the whole office could have walked in on us and it wouldnt have mattered.
I was now more determined then ever to leave his employ. I wrenched myself out of his arms and he let me go. We stared in silence at each other still heaving from our exertion.
"Go if you must but know this, dont ever bother coming back," he said with a hard glint in his eyes.
I shuddered to see the stone cold look in his eyes and watched as he walked out of my office and back to his own. I was stumped at the unexpectedness of his reaction.
Nikki came up to me and put her arms about my shoulder. Then in a sudden move she wrenched me around and screamed in my face, "Jody Mitchells! You are leaving?"
"Yeah. You just got back from your trip to New Zealand?" I asked.
"Yes, just flew in and came straight to the office. What happened? I leave you alone for a couple of months and all hell breaks loose. Why were you eating Eric's face? I thought you can't stand the guy?"
I beamed up a sudden happy smile at her. Nikki was awful in anything to do with the opposite sex. She was totally clueless to their attraction.
"If I didn't before I do now," I assured her, almost meaning it. It would take a little more than that to change what have become a force habit of the last few years. If this irrationally deep feelings for crappy Eric, could be called a force of habit.
