My Best Friend’s Father Wants me novel Chapter 5

Enora

I found my hands shaking. My tongue was tied as I stared into the beautiful brown eyes of this man towering in front of me.

He wanted more. He really wanted more. This had to be some kind of dream, an illusion.

He stepped away from me, and I was finally released from my daze and looked at his watch.

“I suppose we should get going. I wouldn’t like to be late for my meeting with Mr. Gonman.”

I didn’t find words to say and settled on a nod. I turned heel to leave his room and felt him grab my arm. My heart skipped another dangerous beat and my blood pressure sky-rocketed. This was all too much on my second day.

“Think about what I said, Enora. As a businessman, I don’t like my proposals pending for too long.”

He let go of me and walked past me, his broad shoulders brushing me lightly as he left the room. My body around this man always went haywire. I thought he thought me to be clutz and now he was asking for more.

No. This wasn’t the right time to wrap my head around this. This was just my first day on the job. I couldn’t…

“Enora!”

His voice yelled my name, and I hurried to join him in the living room where he had been waiting for me.

I was so embarrassed. My face was the same shade of red on my red-bottom shoes. His eyes bared down on me and his aura weakened me at my knees. I wanted to apologize but my tongue stuck to the roof of my mouth.

I couldn’t explain my relief when he said nothing, and I quietly followed him out of the room. I had to take a deep breath and clear my head. I had to be professional and no one mixes work and pleasure, even if the pleasure seemed more appealing than the work and the boss looked like the hottest thing since the creation of fire.

We got to the elevator and I was grateful for the silence between us. I kept my eyes fixed on the floor and only used my ears to listen for the light ping of the elevator once we reached the ground floor. As I walked beside Mr. Wright with my head lowered, avoiding his gaze, my mind created images, nasty images. I gulped and felt a bead of sweat appear on my forehead.

By the time we got into the car, I was jittery and sweaty and it was autumn. I was just the worst. I embarrassed myself and…

“Miss Lopez…”

I raised my head at the sound of my name and was in an immediate panic. What was with the name change? From Miss Lopez to Enora and now, back to Miss Lopez. Was I in trouble? Was I getting fired?

“...clear my schedule for the rest of the day. I want my meeting with Mr, Gonman to be the last one. I’ll call the other clients and arrange new dates and have you put them on my calendar.”

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