Disarray

Superstar - Nom Dar (part 6 of 18)

[Noam POV]

I hate that I pick the ones that are taken, madly in love with another man. They've got either a family of some sort, a husband or something. Why do the hot ones have to be married? Especially her. Everything about her was different.

My usual blonde haired, and green eyes was changed up because of her. Her brown hair and brown eyes combination is sexy, but there is more about her. She has more to her than good looks and even better sex. She has intelligence. She is kind and sweet, practically everything you need in a woman.

I don't want to be a homewrecker here, but I've got no other option but to make her mine. It's the only logical thing. All though that's what made our sex even better, she played to the husband card. Though she has doubts and hesitations with me once she put away her thoughts about Chad she'd see how much of a catch I was. Though that was when she was already turned on probably not wanting to leave me after the things she knows I can do to her.

Even though all of our encounters have been sexual,

I want there to be more.

I want her to start wanting to be near me. I want her to be excited to come to work just so she can see me. I want her to be rendered breathless just by a mere glance in her direction. I want her to just cream her panties at just me saying her name. I want her to fall head over heels with what we are. I want her to want more of me. I want us to always be around one another and never get tired of it.

I just want her.

But just like before she said she'd never leave me for him. That's something I'd have to live with.

She'd never choose me over her husband. I'd always be her dirty little secret no one can find out about. She couldn't ever mention it to any friend of hers that she was fooling around with me.

I am just stuck playing second fiddle. I'm stuck in some stupid predicament that I've put myself in. If only the day I first saw her at the Performance Center, if I only ignored her. Noticed the ring on her finger while she practiced interviews during promo class.

If only I swallowed my pride, and whatever feeling she invoked and ignored her. Then I wouldn't be in this situation,

I wouldn't want her

I wouldn't have fallen for her, whether it be the killer sex, beautiful looks, or wonderful personality. Whatever it is that made me want her. Whatever it is that made me want to sink my claws into her and make her mine.

She was different than my previous girlfriend, who I was madly in love with. Even though Elizabeth and I decided mutually to go our separate ways, it was her who initiated the breakup conversation. She had a long lasting effect on me, and till now I haven't been able to find anyone that made me feel like that...

till

now.