Kiss in an elevator

Chapter 6

Lucy's POV

The elevator stopped to pick someone up, when the door opened I saw Mr chiseled jaw but he didn't seem happy to see me.

"You have got to be kidding me..." He said raking his hand through his hair.

"What are you doing here" he asked sounding frustrated and annoyed.

"I have an interview if you must know."

"Who the fuck is talking about that, I meant what are you doing in my elevator" he asked coming to stand beside me and the door closed after him.

"Why would you have a whole elevator to yourself" I asked crossing my arm, I didn't have time for this, I was going to be late.

"You don't know who I am?" he asked sounding surprised.

"And who are you?"

"I am Jayson Wood" he said smugly. Wow a very big ego; add that to your horrible personality.

"Doesn't ring a bell." I said confused.

He looked frustrated. "Goggle the owner of Thrifty wheels."

Wait, that's the name of this company, could he be the owner? No it can't be. I goggled it anyway. Shitt, he is the owner.

"Rings a bell now doesn't it? Now what were you doing in my private elevator you low classed girl?"

Low classed? I was about to apologize but not anymore, how rude.

"How dare you call me a low classed girl, you don't even know me?"

The next thing that happened was a shock; the elevator stopped moving.

"Hmm what's happening?" I asked panting.

"Are you dumb? Can't you see that the elevator stopped, it was probably you that messed with it. Did you touch anything?"

"I didn't" I answered hyperventilating, I'm claustrophobic.

"What is it now? Are you okay" he asked from his side of the elevator.

"Claustrophobic, I'm claustrophobic" I said crawling at my chest, I felt like I couldn't breathe.

"Shitt...okay, come here, come, and hold my hands" I did as he said, "look into my eyes what color are they?" he asked.

Why is he asking about the color of is eyes? I looked up into his eyes and he had the most captivating eyes I had ever seen.

"Hmm...Blue, no green, I don't know I can't think" I answered still panting a little.

"It's okay, seat with me" he pulled me gently to seat beside him on the ground. "Now look into my eyes again, focus, take your time, what color are they?"

I took my time and studied his eyes; they kept changing color slightly ever so often. They were big, dreamy, wild, open but also secretive.

They were green then blue then brown, an odd but surprisingly beautiful combination.

"Your eyes are lime green, glowing and strange in their beauty. Then there are like the summer sky without a single cloud. Then they are chestnut brown, simple, sexy and elegant."

"I've never heard anyone describe them like that...thank you." he said looking awed and a little embarrassed.

Did I just call his eyes sexy??

"Are you feeling okay now? You can let go of my hands now, I can't feel them." He said removing his hands from mine.

"Hmm yh, thanks I'm better now" I said scooting away from him.