Horny

Catalina's POV

I tried avoiding Andre all day, it wasn't easy. He tried making conversation even when I made it clear that I wasn't in the mood to talk to him. He was stubborn and persistent, only fueling my irritation.

The day finally ended and I slipped away without anyone noticing. I was hot and frustrated from the events that occurred earlier. My mind kept wandering back and forth and I couldn't seem to stop thinking about him. I couldn't concentrate to get any work done. He was a fire while I was the moth.

Sighing, I kept my documents in my top drawer. There was no point, I finally accepted that I wasn't going to get any work done. I leaned back in my seat for a minute and stared right at the ceiling, the incident of this morning haunted me. His wet body flashed through my mind and I pulled at my hair in frustration. I was going crazy but then again, the last time I met a man was months ago.

His wet black hair begged me to run my fingers through them and I was tempted to move th