Twisted Perfection
I could make out his perfect jawline from the side and my hands itched to run all over his day-old stubble.
Stay focused!
"I did not kiss you back, you jerk! I am your manager and you better treat me like one because if you get your hands anywhere near me, I'll fucking break them," I threatened him even though I didn't mean a single word I just said. He gave me an amusing look, shaking his head.
"You know you are just turning me on right now, being all feisty." he winked, sipping on his coffee before leaving the break room while I had my jaw hanging to the floor.