Chapter 16

3.8K 139 4
                                    

Jennifer's POV.

"Can I ask you for something?" He said and bit his lips.

God...not again.

That day he was behaving weird on that rowhouse and now he's flirting with me in his own office.

I just nodded as I don't know what to say.

He came more close. I mean too close. Now he was invading my personal space.

I wanted some fresh air. I was feeling lack of oxygen. My throat went dry. I bited my lips in nervousness.

"Don't..." He said leaning over.

Maybe he's saying me to cease biting my lips.

Now I was panting.

I started breathing hard. I saw him...he was looking at me like he was trying to looking at my soul.

Noooo drilling my soul!

He looked at my eyes then lips then neck and... yeahh breast.

I pushed him away when I noticed that he was checking me out.

I was scared for a moment that he'll scold me for this but instead he smirked.

"you noticed." He said or asked ahh... whatever. 

"Any girl can!" I replied confidently.

"But...you are not anyone." Now he was playing.

He pulled me from waist towards him. I landed on his chest. My boobs were nearly touching his hard chest.

I was feeling butterflies in my stomach...

"So tell me why do you wear this short shorts?"

Jesus. What's his problem.

"I wore my parents choice. And they didn't nag me to wear something like this. They are fine with my dressing and that's what matters." I said in rude tone cause I don't like people commenting on my clothes.

"Hmm... maybe cause They aren't aware of how people drool over your legs..." He said making me understand but I was confused.

"FYI no one notices me. You himself always call me clumsy and childish and I don't think I am someone whom anyone will notice or... drool." I said.

"Your natural smell is soo good. And you have many misunderstanding regarding your self. Many people will get jealous of your boyfriend." He said

I was still in his arms. His hands protecting my waist in a good grip. I put my hand on his chest to maintain some distance.

But failed miserably.

"I don't have a boyfriend." I said and my phone starting to vibrate as it was silent.

I got a text message. It was from my parents.

I read the text and saw Samuel in a fury. "When I said no phone during office hours that means no phone during office hours. Understand." He squeezed my waist. It was not that tight but I can feel his anger.

Ever After. (Vincent Series)Where stories live. Discover now