Love curves and heartbreak novel Chapter 7

Chapter 7: The desk

“Sooo? Talk me about the cute neighbor?”

“It was good, we went to a simple place, nothing special, but I had such a good time. Rob is quite nice, and he also has that Bohemian style that I like I explain to Suzy.

“Wonderful”

“Exactly. Although… there was no kiss when we said goodbye. Maybe I am expecting more than I should… it was just a date”

“And about your almost date… you know your ex friend at our door…”

“Damn, Suzy… that was… I don’t know… I am totally lost girl”

“It’s weird… he came looking for you. By the way, how does he know where you live? Would he really regret that kiss?” Good question, none of the Fairfax came to my house, and I doubt my sister told him.

“Of course Suzy! He’ll say it was the drink, the time, the celebration… or whatsoever she doesn’t know him like I do.

Well, I used to know him… now I really don’t know who Ethan Fairfax is. I have to say that every time he shows up, it baffles me, On the date with Rob, I kept seeing Ethan’s face, his expression when he saw me leaving, he seemed upset and disappointed.

Why should I be thinking about him while I’m on a date with a guy who treats me well?

I guess he’s a guy who’s used to getting his own way. When I got home, I saw the bouquet in the trash. I have to say, I feel bad.

“Anyway, Priss.. maybe you should listen to what he has to say, don’t you think? That way you won’t have to guess what’s going on in his head all the time seems like a simple suggestion, but it’s not.

Damn, I really don’t want to talk to him. I’d rather try on a mini–dress in a fancy store that’s clearly for very small, very skinny girls than see him again, much less talk to him about… that kiss.

But I have to say that what Suzy is saying doesn’t sound so far–fetched. Maybe if we talk, I can understand what’s going on.

Maybe I could still avoid Lily’s wedding and just see him occasionally at work. And that would be it. I’d think about him, because I’m not fooling anyone, I think about him all the time… and Ethan wouldn’t look for me anymore. He doesn’t care about me in the least, I’m sure.

“You might be right, Suzy, it might not be a bad idea to talk to him once and for all.”

“You’ll see, sometimes facing our fears frees us” she says with a happy tone.

“Wise and beautiful… you are the best*

“Okay, maybe… maybe next time I see him I’ll let him talk.” I say when I suddenly hear footsteps, the warehouse.

“Is something?” I heard on the phone.

*I think I hear footsteps, I’m going to hang up, we’ll talk at home, kisses, bye”

There is indeed someone here. It’s probably not the most mature behavior, but I’ve been hiding under the desk where I’ve been working lately. I don’t know if I’m making the wisest decisions these days. What’s wrong with me?

Unfortunately, it has to do with Ethan, it’s his fault… his return has thrown me off balance. Slowly I see some big black shoes, no doubt of a good brand.

Oh no… are you kidding me?

“Prissy? Are you here?” his voice echoes and I have to admit it makes me shiver. That voice… his voice sounds really hot.

“I can see your shadow, Prissy,” he says, kind of scolding me. Great, Miss Piggy hiding under a desk. Amazing!

With what little dignity I have left, I get up from the floor and try fix my clothes on as soon as I’m standing. There’s not much to do with my

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overall appearance, messy hair… old clothes…anyway.

Suddenly I remember what I somehow promised Suzy… to try to talk to him. Damn, I hate doing things I don’t want

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In my defense, I didn’t think it would happen so soon.

“I can’t believe it! You actually hid under the desk?” He says ironically. He seems to be in a better mood than yesterday, although he doesn’t stop looking at me intensely.

“Actually, from everyone. I have work to do,” I say as I stand in front of the desk and lean against it.

Ethan’s expression doesn’t change, he just keeps looking at me with a look I still can’t figure out.

“You wanted to tell me something, right? Well, you are lucky. I’m all ears, I tell him, and he raises an eyebrow. He crosses his arms over his chest and I can see the muscles under his shirt, the collar and a little of his golden skin.

Focus Priscilla.

“Yeah… I’m pretty lucky” he says, fixing his eyes on my cloth. Great, ugly Priscilla again.

“There are actually a lot of things I want to say. But I will start by saying that motorcycles are extremely dangerous, Princess.”

“Really? That is want you wanted to say?” I simply replied after rolling my eyes, “Anything else?”

My irreverence seemed to bother him, because he came closer to me. Not exactly the effect I was looking for. It seems the opposite. He’s getting closer and closer, and I feel nervous.

“I think you don’t understand… it’s not a silly thing, you shouldn’t ride a motorcycle, especially with a stranger. You could have an accident, for what? For a simple guy? Nothing is worth putting yourself at risk for,” he says, as if lecturing me.

Yeah, yeah… “a simple guy“. He fully knows what a simple guy can do, as if he hasn’t already hurt me. How dare he? He has a lot of nerve! Does he think he can come and tell me what I can and can’t do?

Thanks, Ethan, but I’m a big girl who knows what she’s doing. And Rob is no stranger, he is my neighbor” I say, crossing my arms in spoiled girl mode.

He stares at me angrily and comes closer until we’re a foot apart. I can smell his perfume again, see the strands of his dirty blond hair up close. His eyes go to my figure and he have a wicked little smile.

“Yes, I’m aware… I’ve already noticed that you’re quite a… grown woman,” he says in a tone that’s a seductive whisper, and something stirs inside me. Sweet god.

He takes another step, I try to move away, but in reality he is very close. I feel like his leg is almost touching mine, and the small space that separates us is filled with something else… something I can’t describe. Tension, energy, electricity.

I swallow hard and see his eyes go to my cleavage. I am wearing a tank top and my arms are crossed, showing more of my cleavage, pretty obvious. I quickly put my hands on the edge of the desk and he smiles again. He knows I’m nervous because of him. And the bastard loves it.

“And as for your silly friend. He’s just a boy, a simple neighbor. He doesn’t know you… he’s nobody” he says gravely.

He stares at me so intensely that I think he could pierce me, and for a brief moment I’m afraid he can read my thoughts. It’s stupid, but I’m afraid.

“And you… What do you care what I do?” I say, trying to put some distance between us. Without success, of course.

I feel his knees almost touching mine, he leans into me, his hands on the desk, cornering me again. How did I end up like this?

He whispers into my ear, so close I could swear his lips were brushing against my skin. I remember that kiss… goddammit.

“Oh Prissy… I’m interested in everything to do with you. Absolutely everything. Much more than you know. You and I will see each other more often… we will be close, very soon” I gasp.

He looks so comfortable in his defiant attitude. My heart beats fast as I look at his eyelashes, his large pupils, his expressive eyes.

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I can even see the beautiful texture of his shirt, it seems so smooth. My eyes go to those lips that kissed me yesterday. He just bites her lower lip, almost hypnotizing me. Is so sexy… and he even touch me.

“What… do you mean?” I ask with my throat dry.

“Don’t you know? My parents specifically asked me to invite you and tell you personally that they won’t take no for an answer. Lily actually needs

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