Chapter 4

• Nate's POV :
• "What the hell? Why do you look like you have seen a ghost?" Ryan asked as I reached my cubicle, trying to catch my breath.
• "I fucked up big time, man," I whispered in panic as the blood drained from my face.
• "What happened? Didn't she like the designs again?" he asked, adorning a confused look on his face.
• "No, but she is definitely going to hate it after what just happened. Fuck, I don't want to lose my job." I sighed and sat down on my seat holding my head between my hands.
• "Calm the fuck down and tell me what happened," he rolled his eyes and I told him everything.
• "Holy shit!" He burst into laughter while I groaned in frustration.
• "Shut up, asshole!" I muttered in annoyance as he kept laughing, holding his stomach.
• "You gotta admit it. It's funny. Although, I do see a weird vibe going on between the both of you," he spoke amidst his laughter and my breath hitched. Even though Ryan was my best friend, I didn't want him to know what happened between us. He wouldn't stop going on and on about it.
• "Yeah whatever, I just hope she doesn't fire me."
• "Relax, man. It was an honest mistake. She would understand," he assured but I wasn't convinced. She was a freaking nightmare and gone was the wild and sexy girl that I slept with.
• "Do you think she might be single?" Ryan asked after a while and I glared at him.
• "How would I know?"
• "Aren't you curious? God, please don't tell me you aren't even interested even a little bit. She is totally your type and look at her, man. She is ridiculously hot," he exaggerated and I just scoffed at his response.
• "She is so not my type,"
• If only he knew I already fucked her senselessly.
• "Alright then, I guess I might try my luck with her." He replied casually and I jerked my head towards his side. He was grinning like a fool and I wanted nothing but to slap that stupid smile off his face.
• "Fine, go ahead if you want to get fired," I mumbled and continued to do my work silently. The thought of him going after her didn't settle well with me.
• Why the hell was I even bothered?
• After an hour or so, I got a mail from the devil herself to come to her office.
• Great! This was it.
• "This could be the last time you see me alive, man." I sighed and stood up.
• "Stop being dramatic," he patted my back and I dragged my ass towards her office.
• "Come inside," I heard her sexy smooth voice and pushed the door open. I saw her sitting behind her desk, typing away on her laptop. She was wearing a black dress that had a deep neckline. Did she go home and change? Fuck, It was all on me and I felt bad but damn this outfit looked sexier than the previous one. I looked a deep breath and pulled my gaze from her distracting body.
• "Ms.Perez, I am really sorry about what happened earlier. It was an honest mista--" she interrupted my apology by waving me off and gestured towards the chair in front of her.
• "It's okay. I'm sorry for being rude too," she said with a straight face and my eyes went wide.
• Wait, Did she just apologize to me?
• "Uhh...okayyyyy," I dragged, wondering if she was bipolar or something. She bent down and tried to pull something from under her desk and I couldn't help but catch a glimpse of her sexy cleavage which made blood rush to my groins.
• "Here you go. I hope the bill isn't too expensive," she smirked and I looked at her in confusion. That's when it struck me. The dress. I couldn't help but smile, shaking my head.
• Spoke too soon!
• "Sure, Ms. Perez." I took the bag from her hand and our fingers brushed a little. She cleared her throat quickly and opened her laptop.
• "So, I took a look at the designs and they are much better than before. Continue to work with the back end team and get the required inputs so that you can start developing it." She rushed out and I blinking rapidly, trying to catch up with her speed.
• Fuck, she was good at what she does. She continued to explain how she expected me to work on the designs but all I could focus on was how smart and graceful she was. She carried herself with so much confidence and it was so fucking sexy. She tucked her hair behind her ears as she continued to explain god knows what, to me. My eyes focused on her plump lips and I thought about that night.
• How can someone be so smart and sexy?
• What was she doing at the bar the other day?
• My mind was filled with questions and Ryan was indeed right. I was curious about this mysterious woman. There was a striking contrast in her personality from that day and now. As I continued to drool over her, I realized that I was getting a boner by just looking at her.
• What the actual fuck!
• "Mr.Wilson, are you even listening?" She asked in an annoyed tone and I swallowed hard.
• Busted!
• "Uhh...Yeah...sure. I'll work with the back end team," I cleared my throat and shrugged like it going was a piece of cake and she eyed me suspiciously.
• "Fine, get on with it, and reach out to me in case of any queries." She replied and rested back against her seat. I remained seated and squirmed in my seat, trying to get myself together.
• God, I didn't want to embarrass myself in front of her.
• I tried to think about anything but her but she looked straight into my eyes and I almost stopped breathing for a second.
• "Do you need anything else?" She asked, making me jump from my seat and I immediately placed the bag that she gave in front of me, covering my poor dick.
• Fuck, what the hell was wrong with me?
• "Nothing. Uhh...thank you, Ms. Perez. Have a good day," I rushed out and walked towards the door.
• Seriously? Have a good day? That was so fucking lame.
• "And, I need the dress by this weekend," she called out. I rolled my eyes, knowing well that she wouldn't be able to see me.
• "Roger that," I yelled back and rushed to the restroom immediately.
• Okay, that was a first!
• "So, do you still have your job?" Ryan asked as soon as I appeared.
• "Yeah, I guess so," I smirked, feeling relaxed.
• "Hmmm...You were gone for a while," he stated as if he was indicating something and kept eyeing me up and down
• "Oh my god, I did not fuck her again." I blurted out of pressure under his scrutinizing eyes.
• "Jeez, Alright!" He laughed and was about to get back to work, "Whoa wait a second, did you just say 'again'?"
• Holy crap!