Tesla

On Monday, I went to work with a big smile on my face. For the first time in forever, it was because of Mr. Jason, and I could not wait to see him. I am late to work, but I didn't care because I know Mr. Jason will not complain about it, or so I hope. I am not sleeping with him so let me not get ahead of myself.

I quickly walk into the building and take the elevator upstairs. I rush to the lunchroom to make Mr. Jason's coffee once I arrive on my floor. I am humming Mood by Wizkid ft Buju to myself in the lunchroom when someone's arms go around my waist. I am about to hit the person for touching me without my permission but don't once I smell his addicting cologne. Mr. Jason never comes to the lunchroom, so he was not the first person to come to my mind as the one touching me.

"Good morning," He says, burying his nose in the nape of my neck.

"Morning, Mr. Jason" I receive a little tap on my ass as soon as the words leave my mouth.

"It seems you like me spa