Chapter 21: A Players Point Of View

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Chapter 21... A Players Point Of View

*Chris's Point Of View*

Who knew that my dreams would be haunted by a taken woman who was just a few years younger than me. Her blonde hair and blue eyes were always there when I closed my eyes. The first time I saw her was when she walked into the house when I was there just checking things over. I was never warned about the beauty she had possessed, when she waked into the house my eyes nearly popped out of my head

I seen her standing with a man who had a very protective and possessive grip on her waist. No matter what I could only look at her, not him. I introduced myself as the man looked at me glaring. It did not bother me what so ever, I am used to this. I work two jobs so meeting people is not something new. She tried giving me an excuse for not wanting me there was but there was no way I was leaving at that moment

I did leave her alone though, with the man that had a tight grip on her and I left. I never knew that she would haunt me. I am not the one to stay with one girl, I have always been a player. Girls that I have been with have never meant anything to me, they were just play toys and it never bothered me much. I guess I have never been the relationship type

It has been two long days since I have seen her. Why was she driving me wild like this? She was a young girl who is unaware about her beauty, but yet she was a young lady who could drive an older man crazy. She is only 18 and I am 20, is that bad? I guess not, many people have bigger age gaps in their relationships. I sighed

I laid in bed wondering when I would see her again and how close would I be to her. I felt my phone go off as I looked at the time. It was 6 am and my alarm was going off. I sighed as I got out of bed, it has been two long sleepless days because of her and I have no clue why. She should not mean anything to me, but why does my heart ache without her. It is crazy when you spend only five minuets with someone and when your gone you miss them. What the hell is that? I don't even know her that well or at all

Maybe I am just crazy. I shook my head as I started to get ready for working. I put on my suit and tie as I brushed my short black hair, why you may ask, answer no clue. I lived in a small yet fancy condo in the middle of a growing city. I worked as a handyman and an office guy, and I worked for the Crumby family, both jobs. Though I have never met their daughter they told me all about her and she seemed amazing and when I met her it was confirmed

I walked out the door of my condo and I headed out of the place just before rush hour. There were a lot of people here and rush hour was the worst for the elevator. I could already see the congestion happening when I seen the doors open at the end of the hall. I think I'll take the stairs. I got to the end off the hall and opened the door to the stairs, there were a lot to go down, considering I was on the 10th floor

I didn't just walk down the stairs I ran. It was something that I was used to, I went down the stairs and out the door to my car. I got in my car and drove off to work, I knew today I was going to have to train a new person and I wanted to be there early. The office was just opened for the workers, there were few of us but we were ready for the busy day ahead. I walked in smelling the brewing coffee, I took that sweet smell in as I walked into the office space I am in. I walked into the staff room that was down the opposite hall from me

I walked in to see Marry, the other girl I work with, brewing the coffee. She looked good in her short black skirt and tight fitting blouse that clung to her body exceptionally well. We normally played cat and mouse with each other, me being the mouse sometimes or her, we switch it up a bit. I'm smart and hard to catch, Marry is hot but a relationship with her was out of the question, I'm more of a, again, cat and mouse person. This was a constant game between us

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