I sat down in the chair in front of Daylin's desk. "Okay, sooo what do you want to know about me. Mr. Hagen?" I bit my lower lip. 'Damn. I need to stop it.' I caught myself and stopped biting my lip. I don't know, but it was a habit I had when I met a fine guy. And Daylin was definitely one of them. Daylin looked me in my eyes and said, "Whatever you want me to know. Better yet. I have a question for you. Since you're new to the label. Do you have a boyfriend? Are you dating? Being a newly signed artist, you want to make sure you don't have any distractions. So?".
"Wow. Um, no Mr. Hagen, I..." He cut me off. "Kyra, please call me Daylin. He continued, "Since we are going to be around each other a lot, you can definitely be comfortable around me." I crossed my legs. Something about the way he said "comfortable around me" turned me on. 'I need some dick in my life.' I said to myself. Five years of celibacy was starting to get to me. Daylin doing his cute ass smile and rubbing his stray hairs back into his man-bun was just making my vagina blush. Literally. I know when I get home I'm gonna have to bust out Mr. Sane(my vibrator). Something I also haven't used in five years.
"Well no, Daylin." I looked down, nervously. I could feel his eyes on me though. "I haven't had a boyfriend or anything like that in five years. I prefer to focus solely on my career. Not to get into it but my last boyfriend kind of made me hate men in general. I don't have friends either. Last friend I had five years ago, slept with my ex-boyfriend. So no, I don't do friends or dating." I chuckled.
We talked for a total of 5 hours with just him sharing things about him and me sharing things about me. I found out he was twenty nine years old, his birthday, favorite color, food, childhood, nationality, everything about him really. He was charming and really just down to earth; a regular guy with shit loads of money. By the time we were done talking, it was after midnight. I saw I had missed calls and texts from my dad. I text him telling him I was at my cousin Ronda's house and I was staying the night. I had plan to do that after I left from the office.
"WOW." Daylin said surprised. "Are you serious? Five years? NO friends or no boyfriend. At least the company will have your full attention. But Kyra, I just gotta say this and please don't take any offense." He looked at me biting his lower lip revealing his perfect ass teeth. My Gawd.
"What is it Daylin?" I asked him. I just knew he was about to tell me to rip my contract because I'm too much of an extrovert. Or he was going to give me a lecture on not all men are like that, and how friends come and go and not to hold on the past. But what came out of his mouth next, shocked the FUCK out of me.
Daylin got up and took his army coat off, and started walking around to his office window. At that time I was staring so hard. He had on a tight white short-sleeved t-shirt that confirmed my imaginations of him. He was built like a Viking god. His chest was so damn huge. As he looked out the window, my eyes were tracing his entire body. I could see his reflection due to the skyline lights and he was so damn fine.
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