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Lucila Gray
I watched as the men enter and exited the house but one man caught my eye. He was wearing a black suit and black slacks just like any other business man but his hair was in better shape then the others. It was slick back and blonde, most of the men father worked with had black or brown.
He met my gaze when he had first walked in they were a sparkling blue so precious, "goodmorning" he muttered in a deep voice to me I press my lips in a thin line and nodded, he continued his way down the steps briefcase in hand.
"What are you looking at?" Jameson asked and I rolled my eyes at him, why does he care what I'm starring at anyhow? I skipped down the steps, my dad had office papers and chit chat going on in his office.
"Pumpkin, can you bring me a cup of coffee?" he asked not looking up from his work papers but the mystery man did and he winked at me. I poured the coffee to the cup and added the two sugars plus a drop of milk.
I placed it in front of him, he mumbled a thank you. I seated myself on the large chair across from the men. I extended one leg in the arm of the chair the other I bended, I realized some of my toes were a bit chipped.
I reached over and grabbed the red nail polish and began to brush the toe nail with the paint, I always hated the smell. It was so strong, "Lucila" I looked across seeing all the men in suits starring at me, "could you please go to the other room?" My father asked gently
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Awhile after I was to exit the room the mystery man was looking room through room, maybe he was looking for the bathroom? When he got to my room though he breathed "Lucila"
"I was looking for you my dear" he smiled, taking a seat on my bed. I was wearing a navy blue skirt with a white polo shirt. I was stretched out on my bed, "why were you?" I asked him not making eye contact, the book was more absorbing than him.
"Because- hey, it's not nice to not look people in the eye when they are speaking to you" he snaps grabbing my book out of my hand.
"Give it" I warn jumping on my bed trying to reach it, he was holding it over his head. He was tall and when I grasped his forearm to try to get a better angle I notice he was also muscular.
He dropped his arm and placed a hand to my waste pulling me closer.
"You're beautiful" he whispers
"You're the only one who thinks so" I blush looking at the floor, he tilts my head up.
"I don't believe that" he makes sure to say this low enough for me to be the only one who hears it.
"I don't attract the boys" that's when he smirks.
"Lucila, baby you don't attract the boys but my do you attract the men"
