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"Join you to do what exactly?"I asked as soon as I raised my jaw.

He laughed

"Get your mind out the gutter," he said

"We're going to be sleeping on the same bed not the other thing people do on the bed" he paused 

"Unless you feel like doing the other thing," he said with a sly smile

"No, I would never. Why would I want to do the other thing with you? You have a girlfriend"

A crazy girlfriend

"Yeah, you're right," he said 

"So you accepting my offer or not"

I shrugged

"What have I got to lose?"I said and he led me inside his apartment.

                         ♠♠♠

I felt a hand tuck a strand of hair behind my ear and my eyes shot open immediately. I picked the closet weapon towards me–unfortunately, it was a torch–and aimed for the hand.

"Ouch" the familiar voice exclaimed and I remembered I was in St Clair's apartment.

"I'm sorry I didn't know it was you"I apologized

"I'm never helping you tame your hair again. Never" he whined and I laughed.

"You're such a cry baby," I said and laughed some more.

He stood up from the bed

"Where is thou going to?"I asked in a funny voice

"Thou is going to shower" he answered

"Care to join me?" he asked seductively and I shook my head vigorously. There was no way I was ending up in the same bathroom as St Clair. I stood up from the bed and immediately I felt a hand drag me and pin me to the wall. His face, only inches away from mine. My pupils dilated and my breath hitched. My eyes traveled across his face studying every feature. His blue eyes were mesmerizing, his nose was a little bit crooked but in a sexy way and oh his lips were the icing on the cake. He looked even more handsome up close.

"Are you sure you don't want to join me?" he asked with a seductive smile plastered on his handsome face.

My entire body was saying YES but the critical part of me was screaming NO.  I was torn between desire and logic. Which one am I going to choose?

"No" I choked the two lettered words out.

His face came closer and closer until our lips were almost touching. I expected him to at least kiss me–although it was stupid for me to want that–but he didn't. He nibbled on my ear and whispered.

"Your loss Hazel" 

And just like the wind, he was gone.

                          ♠♠♠

I ran out of his apartment and released the breath I didn't know I was holding. What happened played like a movie in my head. He had left me speechless and you never find me speechless. Emotions had threatened to resurface. Emotions that I buried to keep myself unbroken and every other person around me.

St Clair is bringing back those feelings and if I'm being very honest I don't like it one bit. I bit my lips and I remembered when I thought he would kiss me. A wave of red hit my cheeks.

"You want breakfast?"I heard him ask from the outside of my door.

"Yeah sure. I'll be out of the shower in a minute" I shouted hoping he would hear and it seemed like he did.

 I wrapped my towel around my body and did my things and headed back to his apartment. We ate breakfast in silence but it wasn't awkward. It was somewhat comforting. I thanked him and an hour later I spent a little time with Lila. 

She left later saying she had to meet her "friend" from work –although I didn't believe they were just friends. I decided to go to the construction site since I was bored and fresh air seemed like a good idea.

"We should be done soon though"one of the workers at the site informed me and I nodded.

"Well so far so good. You guys seem to be doing a wonderful job and I'm sure your boss will deeply appreciate your efforts"

The man in front of me smiled

"And give us a raise," he asked

It was my turn to smile

"I will talk to him about it. I'm sure he'll consider your request" 

The worker nodded and left. I took it as my chance to leave without getting noticed.

The sidewalks were busier than I remembered. My phone rang and I chose to pick the call making the person behind me grumble about how I was stopping in the middle of a busy walkway. Did I care? Did I move?. The answers to both questions were NO. I didn't care and I didn't move. They could always walk around me.

I looked at the caller ID and I realized it was Cal. He is my boss and in some ways a friend

"Good afternoon Cal"

"Sorry to bother you on your holiday but where did you keep Mr. Sam's file?"  he asked and the only word I comprehended was a holiday. This wasn't a holiday. Right?

"My holiday?" I asked

"I wasn't supposed to say that,"  he said

"Spill it Cal" I urged him, continuing my walk on the busy sidewalk.

"Lila said you needed time to yourself and I decided why not and told you that you were needed in Paris so you could have the time of your life besides if you were asked to take a break you'd decline" he rushed his words.

He was right. I loved what I did mostly because it took most of my time and stopped me from thinking.

"It was really easy getting the information out of you" I stated

"I need the files now Krystabel" he whined

"So there's no need for a supervisor?"I asked ignoring his whining

"There could be if you stay," he said slyly 

"I'll stay but expect me soon, "I said

"Great, now where's the file," he asked

"The second cabinet to your right in Gracie's office"

"Thanks," he said and went off the line. As I was about to put my phone back into my pocket a pink substance flew and poured on my top and jeans. Being an expert in all things sweet I recognized the substance as a milkshake. Strawberry to be precise.

"Why would you do that?"I asked the person in front of me without looking up. I was already fuming.

"I'm sorry Cupcake" he replied with a smirk.

Cupcake.