Desiree

Chapter Forty- Six

Desiree

I and Sylvester walked into the reception and I could almost imagine all the stress I would have had to go through at the reception but here I was with a connection.

“Penelope, how are you doing today?” Sylvester greeted the receptionist.

Her name must be the one on the form I had with me the other day.

She flashed him an awkward sort of flirty smile but I didn't really think much of it.

We walked past the reception and took the elevator.

The company was such a beauty to behold. The marble doors and the delicate ceiling gave it a warm feeling and a sense of adventure.

“Are you nervous?” Sylvester asked, taking a glance at me in the elevator.

“Well for someone that I haven't seen before, yes I am developing cold feet!”

He moved closer to me, with just little gap separating us

“There's nothing you should worry about!” He whispered

We stood there for almost a minute with his eyes boring into mine.

I don't know if he thought I was going to feel something or may