shaped his soft pink lips, which had a slight pucker to them.
I had an urge to touch them to confirm their softness, but managed to restrain myself, not wanting to look even more foolish than I already appeared, but licked my lips at the very thought, causing the man’s eyes to widen.
It had been so long since a man had turned me on and yet this man stood before me now, with his muscular frame barely hidden under his dress shirt, managing to awaken parts of me that I had long forgotten existed with just one look.
“Sorry… I’m actually out with some friends tonight.” I was not sure what that really meant since I really did not answer his question. Crap, I look stupid.
“I mean… I… uh... can’t” I murmured, trying desperately to look at anywhere but into his eyes, and failing; I felt trapped. Where were Diana and Suzie when I needed them?
He smiled and I caught a glimpse of something in his eyes that I was all too familiar with. Living in California for the last three years, especially while working at the restaurant, had exposed me to an array of different men. This said, there was one particular type I found most distasteful of all: a man who thought he was exempt from rejection. It was the same overconfident look that my ex, Adam, had sported when we were dating last year. The same look that I had fallen for before finding out that he was cheating on me, and I had no doubt that this man in front of me was no different…a playboy!
As if on cue he continued, “Surely your friends wouldn’t mind if you chose to dance just one song with me.”
After all that I had gone through with Adam, I felt my blood begin to boil. Determined to project an outward calm I did not feel and keeping my expression devoid of any emotion, I replied with a raised brow, “And what would make you think I would want to dance with you?” Without waiting for a response and keeping my head held high, I turned and walked away from him, adding a sexy little flick of my hair and an extra sway to my hips.
“That should teach him…” I muttered to myself, feeling satisfied that I had finally told his type where to go. Though he was not Adam, it somehow felt like I was berating him too which felt great!
I found my friends at the table staring at me when I walked up and took a seat.
“What?”
“Did you just turn down that total hottie? Tell me you didn’t… Em, please say it isn’t so,” Suzie said as she stared at the dark, sexy, creature.
“I know his type and I’m not interested, remember Adam?” I said as I snatched Diana’s shot glass from her hand, emptying the contents with one gulp, ignoring her obviously annoyed face. “I don’t need another smooth talking sex symbol with the inability of keeping his penis in check, and who thinks that he is God’s gift to women. I’m thankful to Diana for saving me from any further embarrassment and I have no intention of going down that road again, thank you very much!” I continued as I gave Diana a grateful smile.
I was just starting to get over the humiliation I felt when I discovered that Adam was sleeping with a few of the other interning chefs at Tajh . Diana had come over to my house, her face ghostly pale and in tears, telling me how she went by Tajh looking for me and found him and two other co-workers getting it on in the kitchen. She told me how she cursed him out and stormed off, coming directly to my place to tell me.
“I’m so sorry Em, I hate that he did this to you but I’m just glad that we found out when we did ,” I remembered her saying to me, as I cried on her shoulder until I could not cry anymore.
I was beyond sick after that and cried for months. Of course, he tried to deny it when I confronted him, but I was having none of it. It was over! It was the greatest pain I had ever felt, one that I would not wish on my worst enemy, even that brown-noser, Thomas. That ordeal caused me to quit my internship at Tajh and apply to Farjo just a
I had an urge to touch them to confirm their softness, but managed to restrain myself, not wanting to look even more foolish than I already appeared, but licked my lips at the very thought, causing the man’s eyes to widen.
It had been so long since a man had turned me on and yet this man stood before me now, with his muscular frame barely hidden under his dress shirt, managing to awaken parts of me that I had long forgotten existed with just one look.
“Sorry… I’m actually out with some friends tonight.” I was not sure what that really meant since I really did not answer his question. Crap, I look stupid.
“I mean… I… uh... can’t” I murmured, trying desperately to look at anywhere but into his eyes, and failing; I felt trapped. Where were Diana and Suzie when I needed them?
He smiled and I caught a glimpse of something in his eyes that I was all too familiar with. Living in California for the last three years, especially while working at the restaurant, had exposed me to an array of different men. This said, there was one particular type I found most distasteful of all: a man who thought he was exempt from rejection. It was the same overconfident look that my ex, Adam, had sported when we were dating last year. The same look that I had fallen for before finding out that he was cheating on me, and I had no doubt that this man in front of me was no different…a playboy!
As if on cue he continued, “Surely your friends wouldn’t mind if you chose to dance just one song with me.”
After all that I had gone through with Adam, I felt my blood begin to boil. Determined to project an outward calm I did not feel and keeping my expression devoid of any emotion, I replied with a raised brow, “And what would make you think I would want to dance with you?” Without waiting for a response and keeping my head held high, I turned and walked away from him, adding a sexy little flick of my hair and an extra sway to my hips.
“That should teach him…” I muttered to myself, feeling satisfied that I had finally told his type where to go. Though he was not Adam, it somehow felt like I was berating him too which felt great!
I found my friends at the table staring at me when I walked up and took a seat.
“What?”
“Did you just turn down that total hottie? Tell me you didn’t… Em, please say it isn’t so,” Suzie said as she stared at the dark, sexy, creature.
“I know his type and I’m not interested, remember Adam?” I said as I snatched Diana’s shot glass from her hand, emptying the contents with one gulp, ignoring her obviously annoyed face. “I don’t need another smooth talking sex symbol with the inability of keeping his penis in check, and who thinks that he is God’s gift to women. I’m thankful to Diana for saving me from any further embarrassment and I have no intention of going down that road again, thank you very much!” I continued as I gave Diana a grateful smile.
I was just starting to get over the humiliation I felt when I discovered that Adam was sleeping with a few of the other interning chefs at Tajh . Diana had come over to my house, her face ghostly pale and in tears, telling me how she went by Tajh looking for me and found him and two other co-workers getting it on in the kitchen. She told me how she cursed him out and stormed off, coming directly to my place to tell me.
“I’m so sorry Em, I hate that he did this to you but I’m just glad that we found out when we did ,” I remembered her saying to me, as I cried on her shoulder until I could not cry anymore.
I was beyond sick after that and cried for months. Of course, he tried to deny it when I confronted him, but I was having none of it. It was over! It was the greatest pain I had ever felt, one that I would not wish on my worst enemy, even that brown-noser, Thomas. That ordeal caused me to quit my internship at Tajh and apply to Farjo just a
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