I lay there on the white couch in the white walled room, my red hard definitely standing out. I stared at the wall trying to pretend that she wasn't staring at me intensely as if she was trying to dissect my thoughts. Finally after ten minutes of her staring I turned my hazel-ish green eyes towards her gray ones.
"What the hell are you staring at me for?" I asked harshly.
"You know that's the most you've ever said to me in the past year that I've known you." Said Mrs. Thompson.
"That doesn't answer my question." I said.
"You know I don't even know why the government makes you see me," she sighed." I mean you seem fine enough to me."
"I lit my step dad on fire when I was fifteen because he yelled at my mother an called her a whore." I said out of the blue. Mrs. Thompson looked horrified. "Yeah I bet you've never heard that one before." She looked absolutely shocked and spent another minute staring with her mouth agape before regaining her composure.
She cleared her throat uncomfortably. "You know, I think you can leave early." She murmured, fear as clear as the sky on a sunny day in her eyes.
"Whatever." I muttered gruffly before leaving. I opened the dark cherry wood door and went back out in the lobby. Sitting in a chair in the corner I saw the most beautiful human being I had ever seen in my whole life.
He was tall I estimated around 6' 2". He had a wonderful face seemingly carved with care and precision. His eyes where incredibly blue as well as cold and calculating. His hair was extremely light brown nearly blonde. His lips were full and looked extremely soft with a ring piercing his bottom lip.
My only comprehensible thought was "Oh shit he's REALLY fucking hot." His eyes caught mine and held my gaze. I tried to turn away but I couldn't. I just stood there like a deer in headlights. He stood from his chair revealing just how tall he really was. He had a predatory look in his eyes as he reached me from across room in two strides.
He just looked at me for a moment as if measuring me up and trying to guess whether I would run or not. I held my ground. Then he simply just walked away and into the office from which I came, without even so much as a second glance.
