My Most Precious One(14)

“What the fuck are you doing?” I snapped at him. He took two steps and towered over me, he was so damn close I could feel the heat that came off him. There was nowhere for me to go as he inched closer. I moved back and had to lean up against my car door.

“Careful how you speak to me!” He said low and controlled. I’m sorry did I miss something? My mind did a double take.

“You have to be kidding me right?” I asked all astounded by his behavior. I didn’t dare look away I wanted him to see how angry I was. He towered over me, glaring. I could see his chest rising up and down. He was angry, I couldn’t believe it.

“Back off sir, I’m not in the fucken mood” I hissed. He placed both his hands on the roof of my car cradling my body between them.

He then leaned in that much closer and whispered “You feel it… I know you do.” I swallowed hard as his eyes fused me to him. I had a hard time breathing, I was losing myself to this man I hardly knew. I wanted what my body craved but my mind fought like fucken hell to protect me.

“No!” I stammered “You’re mistaken sir, I don’t understand nor do I care about what you’re feeling.” He leaned in closer his presence taking over my space, his divine smell overpowering my senses. Neither one of us moved or made a sound, only the music from my Mini surrounded us, Portishead’s Glory Box. It was as though the song itself sang to me, damn it.

Both us of stood waiting for the other, I didn’t want this, it was already too complicated and I didn’t think the little confidence that I had could take on a man like him. I raised my hand to his chest and began pushing him away.

“Move Lukas” I murmured. His perfectly shaped lips disappeared into a thin line, he moved enough so I could finally get into my car. I put it into first gear, changing the song so I wouldn’t hear it anymore and drove away. The Smith’s Charming Man started and I was all for it.

I looked back through my rearview mirror and saw Lukas still standing in the middle of the road watching me drive away.

I had finally reached home, exhausted with today’s events. I began taking off my shoes when my Iphone chimed it was Kaci.

Roxi and I saw what happened… let’s go out for drinks!

I laughed. Great now everyone will be talking about this tomorrow.

Ok let me know… going to work out and take nap, use the key and let urselves in

I finished a stellar work out no thanks to my Suit, nothing like getting yourself all angry to really get the blood pumping. I took a long hot shower letting the water spray all over me. When I was done I took a long t-shirt and a pair of boy shorts and laid down on the bed. Thank god tomorrow I wasn’t opening the store; I was replacing someone and working the night shift, so I was able to go out with my girls tonight. I set the alarm on my phone to wake me in an hour so I could have time to get dressed before the girls came. God I needed to sleep.

“Lexi, watch up!” Holy shit! I tried to wake up but my eyes were so heavy. I was thrown off the bed onto the hard wooden floor.

“Fuck” I groaned.

“Jesus girl you were out cold!” Roxi cried out.

I slowly started to peel myself off the floor and stretched my body. I guess I must have hit the stop button for the alarm on my phone. I was at my ugliest when I woke up. I hate everyone around me. I hiss and don’t speak for a good while until my brain wakes up. I’ve always been that way. That’s why both girls stayed away from me, giving me the time to jump start my body.

“What are you going to wear?” Roxi asked.

I was slow to react as I pointed to a grey knitted sweater dress I bought at a discount. It was a five hundred dollar dress, but because there was a small tear they reduced it to a hundred. I did a happy dance when I got it. Thanks mom for being an awesome seamstress and able to fix all my discounted clothes.

I finally got dressed putting on my fake eyelashes and full Mac make up. I pulled my hair in a tight high ponytail and ease my feet into my black Giuseppe Zanotti pumps. They fit like a dream. Every woman should own a pair of nice pumps.

The dress was a bit shorter than I was used to but fuck it! I was on the prowl. I opened the door of my walk in closet and placed both arms on the door frame, striking a pose.

“Va va voom, your legs look fucken killer, nice muscles girl!” Roxi screamed. Kaci laughed and shook her head “That’s not a dress it’s a sweater.” I ignored Kaci’s comment.

“Let’s go bitches its time I get laid.” I winked and laughed.

We had gotten into Roxi’s car and began driving down to her brother-in-law’s new bar that he had just opened up in a nice swanky area near where all the boutique hotels were. We parked and began to strut our stuff down the street. On cue all three of us began singing Staying Alive by the Bee Gee’s as various guys started whistling at us.