Beautiful Demon [COMPLETED]

Chapter 6.2

* Jessica POV *

I was now waiting for "HIM" to stop laughing, I was still wondering how this man was laughing after what I said. I mean it sure was an insult. OH MY GOD THE SUN OF A GUN WAS LAUGHING BECAUSE MAYBE HE STILL CONSIDERED ME A BITCH!!! OH NO BUDDY NO WAY IN HELL I'M LETTING YOU GET ON WITH YOUR WAY!!

As I was prepared to give him another lecture again, the laughter stopped. We were now both looking at each other. My face red with rage and him starring intensely with his blue eyes. Man those blue eyes can make any woman swoon over this sexy beast by just looking.

"Miss Jessica you really are entertaining, but" he got up from his chair and starting walking around and started walking towards me with hard footsteps. Man he had long legs and God he looks good in a suit.

Stop it Jessica just stop and tell him to give your stuff back and get the hell out of here.

I shaked my head and glanced up my breathe catching in my throat. He was now in front of me, well his chest was, so close I could feel his warmth radiating from his hot body. I felt his fingers brushing under my chin making me look up at him. HOLLY SHIT I THINK I'M GONNA FAINT!!

We were now face to face, his fingers still under my chin, my eyes started to get filled with tears, yes me Jessica was about to shit in my pants and cry in front of this Godlike jerk because I was freakin scared of him.

"But why is it that I can't stop thinking about you? Who the hell are you to make me, Daniel Dexter, think about you even when I'm with another woman?"

What? And before I was able to register what happened, all I was able to feel were his lips on mine, his hot sexy lips brushing and kissing me gently. I couldn't move, I wasn't even closing my eyes.

He stopped and moved away, his fingers that were on my chin now placed firmly on my cheek, his thumb drawing circles.

He sighed and cursed under his breath:"why are you crying?" He asked in a firm sexy deep voice.

I frowned and moved back, registering what he said this time, losing the touch of his warm fingers. I touched my cheek feeling the wetness, I wiped my face with my jackets' sleeve. I mustered up my courage and stood right avoiding his gaze:" Can I get my stuff back now? I have a job you know and I'm already running up late" it was of course a lie. It was now 12pm and I had still time until after lunch break which was two hours away.

He was suprised but soon put his poker face back on. Started heading back to his desk opened up his top drawer and got my purse and phone out and put them on top. I sighed in relief and moved to his desk to get back my stuff.

As I took my phone and put it in my pocket, I reached for my purse and saw his hand on top of mine not letting me move.

"Jessica about the kiss and that night... I want us to meet up and talk... About everything, I would like to give an explanation to you..."

I abrutuly swayed my hand from under his warm one taking my purse in the process:" I don't need an explanation Mr. Dexter, what happened then and now was obviously a mistake and now if you excuse me, I need to go and don't worry a whore and a bitch like me won't give you a hard time because this time the bitch doesn't want anything to do with you. Have a happy successful life Mr. Dexter."

And I ran out, I ran like I was heading to the finish line of a freaking marathon. I'm sure Bom and "the girl with too much make-up on" starred at me while I passed through them. I freakin even took the stairs down... And by the time I was out, trying to catch my breathe I was sobbing.... Again...