"Now I know I'm in love". His words kept ringing in my head. Had he said that? WTF
I felt awkward. My hands were shaking uncontrollably as I clutched my steering wheel tighter.The road was long and straight but I was creeping along slowly, in deep thought. All I wanted to do was speed up and away from the office as fast as possible. My office had always been a happy place I loved to go to but all that changed in only a matter of hours and I seriously doubted it would ever be the same again. The implications of Logan working there were huge. It was only a matter of time before it came out and the whole office knew.I would be branded the office Ho.Or it would only be a matter of time before he had many more of the female workers in the backseat of his car. The thought revolted me.I kept reminding myself to breathe.The air is good.Positive thoughts.. positive thoughts. Think positive.It was impossible.My brain was so jam-packed that there was hardly room for anything else. It was a mess.My panties were burning a hole in my pocket and a question was burning a hole in my mind: WHY THE HELL HAD HE BEEN CARRYING MY PANTIES AROUND WITH HIM IN AN ENVELOPE?I looked at the time on my phone. It has only been 20 hours since I slept with him. It felt like my entire world came crashing down around me. I need to get home, at least, I'll be free of him there.I drummed on my steering wheel and turned on the radio in hopes it might distract me.I felt sick. I needed chocolates.I turned to the nearest gas station convenience store and raided the closest shelf of chocolates.I had no shame at this point. I had slept with my boss in a hotel and then he was walking around the office with my panties.I started unwrapping the chocolates right there in the parking lot.I shoved a handful of M&M but suddenly remembered that I needed a bottle of water.I turned towards the shop but as I did."Aria" It was him.I jumped as if I had seen a ghost.I looked around and saw his car parked around the corner."What the hell are you doing..." but before I could finish my sentence, one of the M&Ms went down the wrong pipe and I started choking.Real chocking! Real gasping for air choking. Real going blue in the face choking.I grabbed Logan's soldier and tried to communicate seriousness with him.I couldn't breathe and for a brief moment, I thought I was going to die.Just before I thought I would black out from lack of oxygen, I felt to arms wrap around me tightly.So there we were in the parking lot. My boss gave me an abnormal thrust. With the situation, I could see people watching from the side wall, inside the shop.A real sight to see. The last thing I wanted was to make a scene. Could this day get any worse?He did this severely before a yellow M&M shot out my mouth."Stop" I managed to say in between coughs and frantic grasps for air."Stop""Are you okay?" His voice came out fast and urgent as he turned me around to look at him with wide frightened eyes.I nodded while grabbing hold of my throat and still coughing. Crap, that hurt like hell.There was a burning sensation in my throat that didn't seem to stop any time soon."Fuck, you gave me such a fright, don't ever do that again". He said while putting both hands on my shoulder and trying to look me in the eye.Okay, Dad! It's not like I had a choice or I wanted to do it."Are you sure you're okay?"Was I sure I was okay? I repeatedly asked myself.I slept with my boss, then I threatened him with sexual harassment, called him a pervert, and choked in front of him."Yeah... I'm fine. I'm sorry"."Why do you keep saying sorry?"He said as his hands came up to touch my cheek in an intimate gesture.I shrugged him off and took a step back."Can you drive? I could drive you home if you'd like".I nodded. The last thing I wanted was to be in his car."Thank you. I'm fine". And then a thought struck me."What are you doing here anyways?"."Following you". He flashed me a devilish grin."What?!" I gasped and proceeded to cough a few more times."Just joking Aria. If you didn't notice, this is the closest gas station to the office". He said while taking a step closer to me."Ohhh..." I said taking a big step back trying not to imagine the picture that was running through my head.Him on top of me. Moaning. Shit!"Okay, I have to get... going now. Bye, Logan... bye boss... Audrey...""I'm glad I was here to help". He said chuckling.I quickly got into my car in embarrassment.Don't ask me how the hell it happened or how I got here. I could blame it on the vodka I had last night. I tried to think back on how I got to this situation. My head throbbed and I was exhausted.Maybe it was the strobing light of the nightclub and the repetitive bass of the music that triggered some kind of chemical reaction in my brain causing me to go temporarily insane.Or it was him… the way he walked up to me. “Is this taken?” With that smooth and sharp look.Maybe it was my outfit(Note: Never let your gay best friend dress you for an evening outing). Allison had forced me to come with him. He felt it'd be better after the whole incident with my ex and Jenna. I'd suspected he'd been cheating but with my best friend? Seeing them like that, I couldn't get my mind off the whole situation. “Oh, who's that guy?” Allison said while using his hands as imaginary fans. “He's hot. I think he's checking me out… but hey! This night is all about making you feel better”. He said seeing m
My head was pounding, hung over in a daze. The throbbing headache continued. I rolled, slipped, and fell out of bed. I felt like someone had stuffed cotton wool in my eye and pushed me down a stiff cliff. I got up and pulled the now very itchy sequin dress off and got the fright of my life when I realized I wasn't wearing any underwear.I knew I left the house with panties on last night. Hadn't I?I was already running late for work. I had accidentally pressed the snooze button way too many times. But I couldn't rush to work looking like this. I looked like a huge mess.I grabbed some cotton wool and face wipe, dunked it in makeup removal, and attempted to wipe the thick, chalky layer of black smokey eyeliner makeup off my face. My red lipstick was smudged and one of the lashes clinging on like a dry leaf.The makeup was coming off but the glitter was more stubborn."To highlight your beauty". Allison said as he emptied the whole jar onto my face.The glitter was sticking to my fac
The storm had hit and it was a fuckin hurricane.He was dressed head to toe in black, the uniform of a creative director but there was nothing else typical about him. He wore dark sunglasses inside and had a cigarette tucked behind one of his ears.His hair was strangely, unevenly cut and was slicked back and wet-looking. He had a beard.It's practically a prerequisite in this world it wasn't one of those massive hipster beards that made ordinary men look like lumberjacks. It was short and well-groomed and so damn sexy.He would have been a sight under normal circumstances, but considering that only a few hours before he'd had me bent over his car seat. He was quite a sight.He wore a full suit, pants, jacket, waistcoat, tie- the works. He even had a black piece of fabric sticking out of his jacket pocket.Who dresses like that?Does he think he's Don Draper from Mad Men?He was almost gentlemanly-almost. But the tattoo that popped out from under his cuff and ran the length of the bac