When I walked into this office, it was huge and I was wondering why someone would need an office this big, but the moment he got to where I am and he is this close, I realize that the size of the office doesn’t matter because I feel suffocated. Like, I can’t breathe.
I’m trying to, but with his manly cologne this close to me, it doesn’t make that a possibility.
He is quite tall and I’m struggling to tear my eyes off his, but it’s proving to be difficult. His arm moves around my waist and I swallow hard when my body touches his, finally, I move my eyes off his and instead they land on his upper chest where the two upper buttons of the plaid shirt are open and I can spot a tattoo.
“You...” He says and chuckles shaking his head before he takes a step back and suddenly I feel cold and empty
