Memories flooded my brain in an instant...
His face was staring down at me, smiling, words... many words... bits and pieces of holding hands, kisses, touching me repeatedly, ....
I tried to snap out of this trance, and held my head as a headache began to form...
His voice jolted me out of my thoughts, "Marianna? are you ok? do you need the doctor?" he said
"No! no I am sorry sir, or I mean Emmanuel I just have a slight headache, I hope you don't find me rude, but if you wouldn't mind, I would like to be alone right now?" I could barely look at his handsome face, but I managed to see worry plastered all of it. Something about seeing this man worried had strings tugging at my heart.
"As you wish Marianna, if you need anything I left my phone number on the notepad by your bed, I'm only one call away ok." he said as you he laid his hand on my shoulder.
I tried to hide the chill it sent through my body. Why is a man who is supposed to be my boss