WTF?

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Once my bed and couches got delivered, It was remarkable how quickly and swiftly they got it up here and set everything in its designated area. The bed was just how I had it, it looked so welcoming to me. I was ready to take all my blankets and wrap myself up in them and become a human burrito.

I got one of the men to help hook my T.V up on the wall. Then help me plug it up, he was very helpful and sweet. I was able to watch some movies and binge on food. I laid on the bed relaxing, waiting on the next day to come. My first day on my flight to success, travel to the top, the journey to my desired location. This is what I have always wanted, I can't wait to see who I would be working for. I hope my boss is nice and respectful.

I couldn't handle the anticipation in my body. This was a way too much to handle. I should have slept it off but I felt like a child on the first day of school. Not only that but, Bakari was just. I was in complete awe just thinking about him. His body his attitude his complete willingness to help me in my time of need. It was such a turn on.

My focus couldn't even be on the show I was watching. Nothing in my mind was focused on the TV hotties. It was all on the beautiful man I had encountered in my mind. I really didn't want to think about him, if anyone knew what I was thinking they would have thought I was a desperate bitch. I really was acting like one though, fighting the urge to google a man who probably didn't even do a double-take on me.

His eyes were on me I knew that I could see him watching me from the corners of my eyes. That didn't mean he was liking me, maybe just looking at why I was so ugly looking. That seemed to be the ending though as I picked up my phone to google him.

Bakari Morgan, a 35-year-old male, worth billions. He owns many accounting firms across the world.

He'd be a target for a hitman I knew that. He was amazing looking, I couldn't stop my hands from travel down to my shorts. Scrolling through all the pictures of him was mouth-watering, I had to hold my ground though, I didn't want to think back on this day if I met him again. I removed my hands from my waist and closed my phone. Man, I was pathetic, this was pathetic. I was embarrassed and nobody would even know I almost fingered myself to pictures of him off my phone.

I shut my phone off to keep myself from almost doing this again. I put it on the charger and relaxing soaking back into my show. Nothing like relaxing after an embarrassing moment in history.

"Do better Olivia, Do better". That's my way of sending myself off to sleep tonight.

My morning was less than eventful, the sun always waking me and making getting out a bed a task I didn't want to do. Today was the first day of work that was some shit I didn't want to do. Ugh, I hope nobody talked to me today I'm not in a jolly mood right of now.

Nothing seemed right, my whole mood was off.

I got dressed in a new pantsuit I bought hoping seeing how good I looked in it would help boost my mood. Right now my mood level was trashy, and I wanted to update it to classy. So I stood in the mirror looking at myself thinking I was looking at the bomb. It helped lighten my stress load and take some of this morning anger off my shoulders.

So on the way out, I forgot I just moved in and I didn't have my coffee maker in yet, the rest of the things will be delivered today afternoon. That added to the anger, now I was going to have to go all day without my caffeine boost.

I mentally cursed myself for not getting my things sooner and just left my apartment. I could hear my heels click against the wood floor and it was a soothing sound for me.

It relaxed my nerves the best it could. My walk to the office was short, the apartment complex wasn't far away. Thankfully I wouldn't have to deal with these New Yorkers and their attitudes.

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