CHAPTER EIGHT - HOPE?

It wasn’t until her stomach started to grumble that she realized it was already well into the evening and she hadn’t eaten all day. At least she had managed to push Eric Whitmore to the back of her brain for a bit but the thought of him right now sent a wave of heat through her again.

Kate remembered feeling disappointed when he had pulled back and she cursed herself for it. She could not recall being kissed like that before in her life. Ever! The hunger she felt and saw in his eyes was overwhelming.

The way they fit perfectly together, moved together and surrendered to the moment was surprising. Kate was usually a slow burner. It took her a while before she got physical with men from her past but with Eric, the connection had been instant.

“Slut” she said as she made her way to her kitchen to fix herself something to eat. She did feel a little better after writing though. It was her personal therapy other than music and it created an outlet for her to pour out her emotions creatively.

She found it hard to go to sleep that night. After hours of tossing and turning, she picked up her phone and checked her email, slightly hopeful that she would see a message from them but not really expecting it.

‘So what if I did get the job? Could I really work there after what happened this morning?’ She wondered. ‘Would it be uncomfortable or would we be able to conduct ourselves as professionals?’

“We probably won’t need to see each other everyday” she said to herself then reached for her phone.

Kate typed in Eric’s name on her browser and several images of him filled her screen. Damn! He was a good looking man. Her eyes were fixed on his lips and she subconsciously licked hers.

“Well, at least I got to kiss Eric Whitmore even if I don’t get the job” she said out loud, the corner of her lips curving into a smirk. That was definitely one experience she would not be forgetting in a hurry. She sighed in frustration and placed her phone back on her bedside table.

After forcing her eyes closed for a while, it wasn’t long until sleep took her.

The Next Day

The sound of her phone vibrating on her dresser from a text message woke Kate up with a start. Having slept late the previous night due to worrying, she was still asleep at ten am. She stretched lazily before slowly reaching out to pick up her phone.

Her phone froze in her hand when she saw the message preview from Whitmore Global. She sat up quickly then read the message which stated that she was to come in for a follow up interview the next day.

“No shit!” She whispered to herself. “This has got to be a dream”

Kate's palms began to sweat due to anxiety and started replaying the kiss with Eric Whitmore all over again. But while she was still trying to process this information, her phone buzzed in her hand. A call from an unknown caller.

Her stomach tightened and she took a few seconds to steady her breathing before answering.

“Good morning Miss Jones?” It was the HR manager. “We’re inviting you for a follow-up interview at Whitmore Global and with Mr Whitmore for tomorrow. Will you be available?”

Her breath caught and she hesitated. With Mr Whitmore! Was she seriously considering returning into that office, alone with him again?

“Yes,” she heard herself say before she thanked her and ended the call.

This only proved one thing. He wanted to see her again.

This was crazy, she thought. Reckless too. She stared into space for some time trying to decide if she made the right decision but her body already answered that for her. She rose from her bed and headed to her wardrobe for an outfit choice.

“I just want to look the part” she told herself but even as she concluded on that, she found herself fishing out her sexy blue dress.