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Come Saturday,we were all at the beach having fun. When Blue Trekk does something, they do it well. They go all out. They rented out the entire beach for the company hangout.
That's another thing that I like about working there. They take employee relations, health and well-being seriously. Sadly, you cannot always be on good terms with people you work with, like Melissa for example, as I watch her down another cup of spiked piña colada.
She was a very beautiful woman and very sexy and all eyes were on her, both male and female. Even I had trouble getting my eyes off of her body.
I did my best to relate with people. Given that I work with George all the time, I don't have a strong relationship with some of my co-workers, so that was the perfect opportunity to get to meet people outside of working and it's been fun.
I got hit on by a couple of guys, but none of them piqued my interest, not the way George did. Every guy that came on to me, I couldn't help but compare them to George. They were nothing like him.
George was all man, and he was fine as hell and sexy as sin and a forbidden fruit. There was a part of me that was secretly looking out for him, wondering if he was going to come. He didn't tell me that he was going to. Even when Melissa tried to convince him later on the day before, he didn't show any inclination that he was coming over.
While playing beach volleyball, I noticed a sudden ruckus among the crowd. People started mumbling and the game was stopped because everyone's head was turned to the man in blue beach shorts and a white shirt that was unbuttoned, revealing his toned abs and tanned skin.
I too was carried away watching George walk down to the beach. I smiled happily, glad that he showed up. I wanted to go to him. I took a step in his direction.
Before I could get any further, Melissa was already up on her feet and all over him.
I was hoping that he was going to look out for me and our eyes would meet. That way I would at least say hello even if we didn’t get to have a conversation.
I get that he’s the boss and I can't monopolize his attention, but Melissa took hold of his time and for every single time that I saw her rub his shoulder or place her hand seductively over him, I got infuriated.
I was angry and the feeling of jealousy that hit me was overwhelming because I wanted his affection. I wanted to be in that position. I wanted to be the one touching him, but instead it was Melissa.
I grinded my teeth as I left the volleyball game to sit by the bar and order a drink.
Luke, one of the guys that had asked me out earlier, came onto me to have a conversation, but I was not in the mood. I tried my best to be polite to him and reply to him with a smile, but most of my responses were one word answers and I guess that after a while, he realized that I was not in the mood and just sat in silence.
Eventually, for the first time since he got to the beach, he looked at me. My breath seized in my throat from the intensity of his gaze.
Even in a place full of people and activities around, he could make me feel like we were the only ones there.
I was doing my best to fight my expressions and not let him see how the way he was with Melissa affected me. He looked like he was about to acknowledge me, like he wanted to say something, but before I could decipher what his expression truly meant, Melissa's hand came up to his face to drag his gaze and attention back to her.
That did it. I couldn't stand it anymore. I stood up and walked away. I needed a breath of fresh air or I might do something that I'm not supposed to. I marched away from everybody just to have some time to myself.
"Kat!" I suddenly heard his voice call out my name behind me. He must have followed me. I didn't think that he noticed me when I left. I thought he was all into Melissa.
I didn’t answer him and I kept walking.
"Katrina!" He called after me, but I didn’t reply again. I didn’t want him to follow me. I didn’t want him to see me like this. I didn’t want him to see me jealous. I didn’t want him to see this side of me.
I felt his hand on my waist halting me and pulling me back.
"Katrina, I told you to wait!" His voice was low.
"What?! What is it? What do you want?" I yelled.
"You're angry!" he stated.
"I am not angry. I just need a moment away from the crowd and you're interrupting that."
"You are angry and I can tell. What did I do?"
"Yeah, sure. Act like you don't know." I hated to act like a typical impatient female, but I couldn't help it. That was how I felt.
"If I knew, I wouldn't be asking you. I'm not one to jump to conclusions, Katrina. Now tell me, what did I do?"
"You didn't do anything," I replied, ready to turn away when I spoke again. "Okay, you have been here for the past forty-five minutes and you haven't even said anything to me."
