I looked up immediately after Hazel left my office "What did I do, why did I kiss her? She must be thinking I'm a p*****t" I let out feeling uncomfortable.
"But she kissed me back, does it mean that she enjoyed it?" I thought, massaging my temple, "as she said we can just be friends, so hold yourself” I grabbed my suit and left the office. Driving back to my apartment, I couldn't help but think about the scene at the office, how sweet her lips taste, just thinking about it makes my body react the same way it did five years ago. How come this is happening? I need to find that woman. I accelerated the car which I stopped in my parking lot.
I stride to my wine cellar, pour my favorite vodka in a glass, swallow it in one gulp, and head to my study room, "I'll launch my diamond floral dress w
