Magnetic

FIVE

DANAI

The sun peeked through the blinds that morning, and Danai could feel the warmth on her skin. She groaned and stretched, which was when she realised that her sheets and comforter were practically wrapped around her like a burrito. Danai grunted as she yanked the bedding out from under her, and ended up sitting on the edge of her bed.

"Well," she huffed, "I guess it's time to get up."

She went through her routine, scratching her belly as she brushed her teeth, and she tried to recall the night before while she washed her face. Though that drink she got was not great, it kept her from drinking too much; and thank god for that. The conversation she had with Everitt came flooding back to her, and Nai grimaced while rubbing toner onto her face. She was really comfortable, and honest, with him. Luckily, Everitt didn't ask too much, because she had a feeling she would have told him whatever. Nai had a habit of oversharing at times, especially when people were kind enough to ask. She was also sleep-deprived, and surrounded by the husky scent coming off of that man. Just thinking about it made her most delicate area pulsate.

Nai needed to get it together. They had almost had sex in her office, and he had scented and made out with her in the span of a few days. Every time they were alone it was apparently just a matter of time before one, or both, of them lost control and pounced on the other. This interview with Everitt was a great opportunity for her career. It could really put her on the map, and in the minds of the selection committee for The Nano Awards.

Those TV broadcast awards were what most journalists aspired to, and Nai had dreamed of getting one since she realised it was her dream to be a TV anchor, and someday have her own segment. One of those dreams was now a reality, and all that was left was to clinch that award. Her bosses and mentors had mentioned that they felt she'd get it soon, and once they brought up the possibility she was filled with hope. Danai didn't wanna be too optimistic; there were so many other journalists out there, and anyone could be thought to be better than her. But, the fact that she was chosen to be interviewed by Everitt Riley told her that she might really be the one to watch.

As annoying and condescending as she felt Everitt could be, the man knew what he was doing. He was respected in broadcasting, and everyone wanted him on their shows or working for them. Everitt had three Nano awards of his own, one of which had been Most Promising Young Anchor. That was the one Danai was going for, and she had some respect for him for winning it.

Danai put some rosehip oil onto her face, took off her bonnet to reveal her long twists, then smiled at her reflection. She was still in her pyjamas, which consisted of a beige short-sleeve with faux buttons at the front, and loose matching shorts. It was a Saturday, though, and she had nowhere to be anytime soon, so she looked fine.

She grabbed her phone, then jogged down the steps, and her feet had just touched the first floor when she heard someone knocking on her door. Danai looked at it and wondered if she'd ordered any packages or something. She glanced down at herself again, then checked in the mirror to make sure her nipples weren't visible before she walked over to the door. Nai looked through the peephole, then cursed inwardly.

The one part of the night that she had forgotten about until just then; inviting him over.

Her heart pounded and she stepped back for a second to calm down. It was no big deal, he was just a guy, and maybe he was just here because she left something at the bar. The fact that she was checking her eyes for missed crust and making sure her hair was fine could just be chalked up to the habits she had before she opened the door. There was a light knock again as she took in a deep breath, and she waited for it to stop before she unlocked and finally opened the door.