Dove
"Hard at work?" he walked in and closed the door behind him before shoving his hands in the pockets of his pants. His casual stroll to me had my brain offline, my bones turning to jelly as he came to stand next to me.
I was starting to observe that when it came to Benecio I found myself incapable of putting together a full sentence. Therefore I just looked up at him and nodded, "Yes, I was answering-" I just pointed to the my screen to display my emails much against company policy but I couldn't remember what they suddenly were.
He held onto the head rest of my chair, rested his other hand on the desk and lowered himself so our faces were right next to each others. "Hmm, I would lie to you and say that I know what's going on but I won't." I chuckled as I shifted slightly so my body was closer to his body heat. Clearly my brain wasn't in control when it came to that decision.
