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shook my head. No, I’d
hide it from him, just to teach him a lesson for being a first
class prick.
    I pushed
through the throng of security guards who stood by watching with
amusement lining their faces. They knew like me how Conrad felt
about his special drink.
    “Victoria.” He
roared as he chased me out.
    I looked over
my shoulder at him as I legged it down the corridor, my heels
sounding against the carpeted flooring. I giggled like a schoolgirl
as I watched his big figure gaining on me. I squealed out loud as
his hand came out and grabbed the back of my shirt in his fist.
    “I promise you
with utter vengeance that I will put you over my knee for this.” He
warned as his fist tightened against my material.
    Yeah like hell
he’d get near me to even touch my backside. I mean, I knew it was
sizable and there was in fact quite a bit of it but he wasn’t
touching it. In his dreams,
    I wriggled and
held the latte up high to stop the hot liquid from spilling out
onto my hand. I twisted in his hold and managed to get loose, the
box in my arms was slipping down, threatening to fall to the
floor.
    “Victoria.” He
shouted when he realised I’d gotten free.
    I was just
about to turn to go down the next corridor towards the locker room
when I looked back over my shoulder to see how far away he was and
tripped. The pointed part of my shoe had gotten stuck in something
along the skirting board. I squeaked as I hit something hard.
    “Humph.”
    The latte in
my hand exploded all over me and whatever I had run into. The box
in my arms dropped to the floor with a thud and strawberry
flavoured powder puffed everywhere with a great big cloud.
    The ‘whatever’
I had run into was strong and hard enough that I stumbled
backwards. My hands wind milled out as my heels wobbled. I reached
for something to grab onto but found nothing. I landed on my arse
with a great big thud.
    “God damn it,
that hurt.” I moaned as I rolled over on the floor to rub my
backside.
    “Victoria.”
    I froze mid
rub as I turned around to see if my ears were deceiving me, no, it
couldn’t be, could it?
    My mouth
dropped open and my eyes went wide, standing there currently
wearing my hazelnut latte down the front of his thousand pound suit
that I’d seen him wear so many times before, was Sebastian.
    Holy shitballs
Sunday!

Chapter
Five
    I missed
you.
    No, no,
no.
    No.
    Oh, hell,
no.
    I had to be
seeing things. Sebastian Blackwell was not standing in the corridor
to the place I worked and was not the ‘whatever’ I had run into. He
wasn’t. I refused to accept it.
    Except it was
true,
    I groaned and
let my head drop to the floor with a thud.
    “Victoria.” He
said again like he had a right to say my name, which he didn’t.
    “What are you
doing here?” I asked, even though it came out muffled because of
the floor.
    “You know
Sebastian?” Ben asked, seeming confused.
    My head shot
up to see that what looked like the whole bloody building was
standing in the corridor. I pushed up from the floor feeling the
cooling latte sticking to my bare arms and the strawberry powder
coating the whole front of me.
    Great, I
smelled and looked like a giant sized Strawberry and Coffee
Bonbon.
    Once I was on
my feet, I rubbed my hands down the front of me and realised I was
doing more damage than good.
    “Well?” Ben
questioned, his tone was beginning to get sharp and pissed.
    “No.” I
answered.
    “Yes.”
Sebastian answered at the same time.
    I shot a glare
at Sebastian before I looked up to Ben to see him glancing between
me and Sebastian obviously wondering who was telling the truth.
    “Well?” he
prompted again.
    “Does it
matter?” I asked with a sigh.
    Ben stared at
me like I’d lost my ever loving mind. He reached out to grab me
only for Sebastian to grab his forearm, his face morphing into
something I’d never seen before. “Don’t touch her.” he warned
vehemently.
    What the
fuck?
    I placed my
hand on Sebastian’s arm and shoved him