arms.
“Trisha.” His hands were on my lower back, just above my ass. His touch was firm and igniting a fire inside me.
“What are you doing here?” I asked, slightly pissed off by his actions. I could no longer look into his mesmerizing eyes, so I kept rolling my eyes all over the room.
“Your hair smells so sweet, like strawberries.” His other hand moved to my hair and vanished in it, touching my head and pulling me towards him.
“Please, leave me alone.” I wanted to get away from him, but my resistance evaporated with his touch. I was ready to give up so easily. I didn’t know how he did it, but I was under his control.
“I want to kiss you. Can I?”
“No.” I pushed him away, but his grip was firm. Now his hand was almost touching my ass, sending tingles across my whole body. “Please don’t.”
He released me suddenly. My eyes darted to his face to check what had happened.
“Hi, Evy. I wanted to check on the cake. Would you mind if I take your friend with me?” he asked.
I turned back to Evelyn, who was standing there with a new t-shirt. I felt guilty. What if she’d seen us, almost kissing.
“No worries, brother. I was about to leave for my friend’s place and had planned to drop her off on the way.”
“Don’t worry. I have to collect some stuff from my apartment in the city,” Eyan said.
“Don’t you stay here?” I asked. I was surprised to know that he had an apartment in the city.
“We don’t stay in this mansion as this is far away from the city. We all have our own apartments there. But I wanted my wedding to happen in this place, so I moved here last week and to accompany me, Eyan had to come, dropping all his business meetings and other plans,” Evy explained.
“And our parents will be joining us in a couple of days,” Eyan added unnecessarily.
Now I knew why he was so free all the time and had time to be around me.
“Shall we get going?” he asked.
“Okay,” I said, looking at him. He was wearing a green jacket now, matching the shades of his eyes. It hugged his chiseled body perfectly. I wanted to see him naked; I wanted to see what his bare body looked like.
It’s not going good, Trisha. You are supposed to stay away from him. I warned myself, but the bullet had been fired. I was riding to the city with him.
***
“Why were you avoiding me back then?” he asked, jumping in the driver’s seat. We were driving in a red Ferrari today; yesterday, it was a BMW.
“I was told that I should keep my distance from you. Your reputation is not good in the city,” I said straight, without hiding. I wanted to know the truth about him. If I wanted to be in his company, it was better to know the man.
“Oh, is that it? You want to stay away from me?” He grinned at me.
“If you are a bad person, why would I be with you?” My eyes darted to his face, studying his reaction.
He stared at me for a second.“Your good luck isn’t working, then. We are stuck together for the next fifteen days.” He smirked.
“What?”
“Do you remember the man sitting near you in that bistro couple of days back?”
“What? How do you know that?” I said. There was no way he could know that, unless he was there—unless he was that man. No, that can’t be true.
“ No, you can’t be that man.”
“Sorry, sweetheart. But you were too involved in your discussion to notice anyone else.” He grinned.
“Are you going to tell my boss about that?” There was no way Tim could know about it. Melissa and I would be in solid trouble if he knew that we were messing with the client just to secure our jobs.
“I don’t like beautiful girls to stay away from me.” He grinned at me.
I was stuck with him for fifteen days, for sure. I couldn’t lose my job and just couldn’t put Melissa in danger,