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“I promise,” she says and saunters away, leaving me staring at her back with an indulgent smile.
Feeling the sudden need to ease myself, I head out of the large conference room to the bathroom Ava and I sighted on our way here. Without paying much attention to the door or the notice on it, I push it open and step in, only to be met with the most awkward sight of my life.
“Oh my God!” I exclaim as my eyes come in contact with a large penis. Christ, it’s so big. How is it that big when it’s flaccid? This man must be a sex god, I conclude in my head while my mouth goes dry and my eyes remain glued to the magnificent sight before me.
Someone clears their throat, once or twice, I don’t know. But I’m brought back to reality when a gruff, deep, and sensual voice vibrates through my entire body. “It’s pretty rude to stare, you know?” the voice says and I gasp.
Raising my head, I’m met with an even more beautiful sight. This man is an Adonis, I think as I shamelessly peruse him from head to toe. He has the most captivating eyes I’ve ever seen, dark and intense. Something about those eyes looks weirdly familiar, but I can’t place my finger on why.
His dark hair mixed with strands of gray looks so soft that I’m incredibly tempted to run my hands through it. His bow-shaped lips part slightly as he also takes me in, making me notice his firm, hard jaw and manly facial structure all at the same time.
His gaze… it keeps me rooted in that spot; its hold on me is nothing like I’ve ever felt before.
When I hear the sound of a zipper being drawn up, my cheeks grow warm and I hastily turn around, kicking myself for staring unabashedly at a man in the restroom. I hear the water running and I assume he’s washing his hands.
“Well, it’s a little too late for that now, isn’t it?” His voice is heavenly, like a drug I could get addicted to even though I know it’s bad for me.
I swallow, my hands suddenly shaky. “I’m sorry, I thought this was the ladies,” I mutter, not sure he can hear me. I have no idea why I’ve still not moved and gotten out of there.
The water stops running and I hear footsteps approaching me. I smell him before I feel him against my back and he smells divine… like rain on a lazy Sunday morning. I stiffen when I feel the graze of his touch on the nape of my neck.
“What’s your name, love?” He whispers into my ear and I gasp at the feel of his breath on me.
It’s like I’m being controlled, having no choice but to do his bidding and I am all but willing. “Charlotte Wilson,” I answer and lick my lips. “But my friends call me Charlie.” I don’t know why I tell him that. He’s obviously a stranger, one I doubt I’ll ever see again. But at that moment, I feel stripped bare and seen by him even though I have my back to him. He could ask me anything and I wouldn’t hesitate to answer.
“Turn around, Charlotte,” he whispers again and like a robot, I do as he says.
The darkness in his eyes causes me to gasp. His desire is so vivid, lethal even, but I can’t resist being sucked in. When he closes the distance between us, I suck in a breath. My eyes flutter shut as I anticipate his lips on mine.
I wonder how they would taste, how his strong arms would feel wrapped around my waist, how he would drive me senseless with everything he has. I don’t know when the word “please” falls out of my mouth, but I feel no shame begging him to take me. If anything, I’m eager for it.
My eyes are still tightly shut and my entire body shivers, jolting at the electricity of his lips brushing mine. My stomach explodes and something shifts in me. The emptiness is gone and I feel complete, free. It is all I’ve ever really wanted.
“Charlie!” Ava’s concerned scream pulls us apart and I regain my senses.
“That’s my friend,” I say to the stranger whose name I just realized I don’t know. “I should go.”
I turn around and open the door to see Ava right in front of me.
“There you are, I’ve been looking everywhere for you.” She scrunches up her nose in confusion. “What are you doing in the men’s…” her voice trails off as she stares right behind me. “Dad?”
“Ava?” the stranger answers behind me.
Oh no!
2
CHRISTOPHER
Ihaven’t had the best luck with women. In fact, I realized the hard way that when it comes to me, they’re always after something. The fame, the money, the connections that come with being a part of my life… They want everything that benefits them and not to love me unconditionally.
A long time ago, I used to believe in love. I was a hopeless romantic and I believed in living happily ever after with that one person. It probably has something to do with watching how much in love my parents were while they were alive. They chose each other every time, so much so that when my mother passed away from old age, my father followed right after her two days later. Those two couldn’t be apart for too long.
However, that life is done. I can barely even remember the man I was twenty years ago. Being framed for fraud by your ex-wife and her lover will do that to you.
It wasn’t even just Zoe. I met several women after her, ones who I thought would be different but I was dead wrong. I learned the hard way that a man of my caliber will be forever cursed with never finding true love.
Over the years, I’ve slowly accepted that fact until it became who I am. Relationships aren’t for me, they never have been. Once I find a woman attractive, I seduce her and have consensual sex with her. Then, we part ways.
