ELLIE"Okay, let's try again. Actually..." He cleared his throat. "I came here to apologize for what happened in the lab." I tried not to remember the sensation of his body against mine. He seemed uncomfortable as he looked at his own hands, clasped together on the counter. I couldn't miss this opportunity."Exactly what are you apologizing for?""Are you really going to do this?" He raised an eyebrow. I offered my best expression of confusion, pretending not to understand. "Fine." He shook his head. "I'm apologizing for getting turned on when you rubbed your incredible ass against me." He said, looking into my eyes, causing me to look away. Damn! He knew how to play dirty."Wow! I thought you were trying to be my friend. But thanks for the compliment, even if you're just objectifying my body. You should try complimenting a woman's intellect someday, it will leave a much better impression.""So, what aspect of yourself do you think I should compliment? Your ability to be extremely kin
ETHAN Despite not knowing exactly what I was doing, it seemed like a start, and I needed to get her out of my system urgently, especially after last night. And no matter how much she tried to appear indifferent, I knew she wasn't immune to me. Being alone with her would allow me to show her what she was missing. "Why are you smiling?" she narrowed her eyes. "I'll get rid of you without any effort, apart from having to put up with you for a few hours." "We have a date." "You call it a date, and I call it a way to get rid of you," she smiled. A breathtakingly pretentious smile. The combination of her grayish-blue eyes, dark hair, and fair skin sprinkled with freckles tormented me. It made me want to pull her against my body, kiss her urgently, and then undress her. This was bad. Really bad. Because it was exactly this face that I imagined last night while I was on top of the blonde at the bar. It didn't go as planned at all. My intention was to have sex with a beautiful woman to re
ELLIE My phone rang somewhere, waking me up on Saturday morning. I stared at the alarm clock, which showed that it was still eight in the morning. Who the hell was calling me so early? Anna knew she should never call me before eight on weekends. I reached out to grab my phone from the bedside table. I looked at the screen, it was an unknown number. I almost slid the power button to hang up before remembering that Mr. Morgan said he would call me. But he wouldn't call this early, would he? "Hello?" I answered, stretching and sitting up. "Don't tell me I woke you up?" Yes, it was him, and he sounded strangely out of breath. What the hell was he doing? "You know it's eight in the morning on a Saturday, right?" "Yes, I know. I just ran ten kilometers with Ben." Ten kilometers? What kind of people wake up early to run on a Saturday? Apparently the Morgans and Will, yes, they're all crazy. "What do you want? A prize?" "Are you serious? Because I have a few ideas." "Tell me what you
ELLIE Todd brought back all the feelings of abandonment, and seeing him was enough to make my chest ache. It was as if he had ripped a piece of my heart out. Why did it still hurt so much? All the questions resurfaced whenever I saw him, consuming my mind. Why did he leave me? Did he at least like me a little bit? Why was I so stupid not to realize that he was just a jerk? Why wasn't I enough for him? Why did a part of me still like him despite everything? I didn't want him back, I hated him, but why did my foolish heart still hold onto some hope? Calm down, Ellie, it's just neurotransmitters at work. Damn it! Todd Lockhart was my new neighbor, and I would have to deal with it. It meant pretending he doesn't exist and ignoring the fact that we share a wall. Wasn't going on a date with idiot Morgan enough? My energy was conflicting with the energy of the universe, triggering these events. Flow with it, Ellie, don't fight against it. I took a deep breath. Everything will be fine. I'll
ELLIEI spent two hours in front of my closet trying to decide what to wear. I decided to follow Anna's advice. She was right about needing something extra to give me confidence. I started looking for the lingerie Zoe had given me as a gift. It would make me feel powerful underneath my clothes. And maybe a black dress since I didn't know where we were going. A black dress always worked for any occasion.I found the lingerie in the drawer and grabbed the hanger with a black dress, that reached my thighs, long sleeves, and a square neckline. It was tight but still elegant. I stared at the black overcoat and took it as well. Mr. Morgan didn't need to see anything; it was enough for me to feel sexy and beautiful enough to get past him. I chuckled to myself.At eight o'clock, I received a message from him, letting me know he was waiting for me in front of my building. Mr. Morgan was extremely punctual. I felt a little nervous as I headed downstairs. I wasn't exactly sure why. It was just M
ELLIE I tried to avoid arguing until we reached the restaurant to avoid causing an accident. It seemed like we were always in a battle where the weapons were pure sarcasm, irony, and some sexually suggestive puns from his side. We exchanged a few jabs until he parked in front of the restaurant. At least, no accident happened. A blonde woman with big blue eyes, who must have been the hostess, greeted us as soon as we entered the restaurant. The place was elegant, and I had heard about it before. Was he trying to impress me, or was he just accustomed to this kind of place? I would bet on the latter. "Good evening! Do you have a reservation, sir?" The blonde asked with a smile on her face. I looked around while Ethan spoke to her. The blonde asked with a smile on her face. I looked around while Ethan spoke to her. Huge chandeliers were hanging from the ceiling, tables with white tablecloths, dramatic mirrors, paintings, and some plants decorated the walls. The luxurious decoration har
ETHAN My jaw dropped, imagining how she must look in that lingerie. I had imagined it before, on the day Zoe insisted that she open the box in front of me. But my imagination couldn't compare to the experience of seeing her wearing it in person. From that moment on, I knew I would do anything to make her let me see what was beneath that dress. "Are you really wearing that underneath this dress?" She lowered the menu on the table, staring at me. I couldn't focus on anything else now, and keeping my cock under control required a lot of concentration, the exact opposite of imagining how she would look in that black lace. "That's what I just said," She replied before the waiter approached our table, asking if we had chosen what to order. I needed something strong to drink. It had already been difficult enough to see her in the dress she was wearing and maintain control. Her long, toned legs looked incredible in those black heels. I almost begged her to turn around, just so I could cat
ETHAN "Who are you? My therapist?" she asked, smiling, but before that, I could see the pain in her eyes. Whoever the jerk was, she had loved him and he didn't appreciate it. Damn. I knew exactly what she had been through. It made me feel like a jerk. Not that I intended to make her fall in love with me or pursue it dishonestly. I could never do that to someone. I knew firsthand the hell it was to go through something like that. Contrary to what Miss Brown thought, I always tried to be honest with the women I got involved with. "Did you just make a joke without trying to offend me?" I asked, trying to make the trace of sadness disappear from her face. "Yeah, and I almost believed that you care about what I'm saying," she said, shaking her head. "I do care." "Of course," she rolled her eyes with a slight smile. "I don't like to waste my time on things that don't interest me," I was being honest with her. "You know there are plenty of women who would be interested in devoting the