8 | confused
“Hey, umm…” I rested my hands on the glass table and stretched back. My eyes turned towards the door that led to Marcus’ office, however, going in there was going to be difficult. “Is Mr. Le Doux here?” I asked the woman sitting outside.
“Yes. Do you have a meeting arranged with him?” she asked while looking down at her papers.
“No! I don’t but I want to see him. There is something really important I need to talk about,” I chewed my lips while speaking. My head spun as I got more nervous by ever second.
At this point, I wasn’t sure whether I wanted see Marcus – especially after having s*x with him. It simply felt weird, but I just wanted to make sure everything was okay between us, otherwise, last night memories would claw me from inside for the rest of my life
