"How much do you charge?" The man asked.
"What?" Erica was bewildered at the question.
"Look if it's a high price, I'll pay it as long as you don't have the clap or something" Erica then put two and two together. This man thought she was a prostitut...
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After finishing her cheerful conversation with Polly and the others, Erica went back into her office to get back to work. Polly was such a kind woman behind the tough exterior she put on for people and Erica knew they would get along even though their first interaction was questionable. She didn't explain to Polly the incidents that had happened recently with Michael as she didn't want anymore drama between them. It was more of her cousin and Esme that fueled the fire and disappointed Polly for her sons actions towards her. Erica kept trying to divert the conversation but Lizzie and Esme were gossipers and loved to talk about the little show between Michael and her.
Once she reached the office, Erica couldn't see any sign of Michael. His whiskey glass seemed empty on the table and their was still smoke coming from a freshly stubbed out cigarette, but no sign of him. She was about to sit down and until she suddenly felt to strong hands on her waist that turned her body a full one hundred and eighty degrees. It turns out it was Michael's brawny hands that had been on her body moments ago. His body was rigid with his muscles tightening and his face was tense. Michael's usual calming blue eyes were now a couple shades darker as he stared down at Erica who seemed to be a solid five or six inches shorter than him and which only added to the power he was exuding.
"That was a low blow out there don't you think? Telling on me to my Mother like we're fucking kids again"
"In my defense, Lizzie and Esme were the ones doing all of the talking" Erica straightened herself up and stared right back at Michael with a challenging look.
"Of course they did. You seem to have everyone in this place wrapped around your little finger, don't you"
"I really don't know what your talking about"
"Oh please, everyone is constantly fawning over you and you know it.The princess of Small Heath wants everyone's attention"
"I'm only trying to live my life Michael. And besides, you don't even know me so don't be so quick to judge" Both if their faces were extremely close at this stage.
"I know enough to see that you love attention" Erica couldn't tolerate Michael's ridiculous behavior anymore.
"Your so fucking childish,Michael. I'm sick of you trying to make my life a living hell, your such a little wanker"
Michael walked Erica back until the back of her thighs hit against the table. He then rested both of his hands on either side of the table, dangerously close to touching her hips. Both of his eyes weren't looking into hers anymore, but instead were focused on Erica's plump lips. She was convinced that Michael was about to kiss her until his head lowered itself to the side of her neck. Erica felt his hot breath fan over her neck causing her breath to hitch and a shiver down her spine.
