Oh So You Re Approaching Me Novels & Stories

What if he is a grumpy, and difficult man? “When will I be meeting him?” I asked trying to sound calm. “Now actually..” while checking her watch “ … he’s expecting you in his office” WHAT NOW!? Really NOW? “Come with me” *gulp* ----

"Just the way you approach life, approach me," "How do I approach you?" I asked and she looked down at the contents of her glass, a shy smile on her face. "Like you know it all," "Believe me I don't," "But you approach me like you do, like you understand just how your actions affect me, like you know what to do or say to pull specific reactions or responses," she clarified meeting my gaze once more and I couldn't help the small smile that graced my face as I took in her change in body language.

I don't know, maybe I'm just overthinking or maybe it's real- I honestly can't point out what's the issue here. Anyways, I hope you're all doing good. I love you ♡

I stuttered out. He nodded taking a step closer to me, until he towered over me, "I've come to claim your offer"

I asked him. “I get tingles when we touch, when I smell your sent, I even get it when I just think of you.” I knew what he meant I get the same reactions.

"Sure! That sounds nice, really. When do you want that?" "How about right now?" I asked. "Right now? You're missing me that much?" A smiley emoji was attached to the message. "Very much. I just crave a little time with you." "Alright, I won't be long. Give me a few minutes and I'll be knocking right at your door." "See you soon." I was glad she agreed to come. But my heart refused to stop racing and my palms refused to stop sweating.

I said, trying to sound casual. But then he said something that made my pulse quicken. “How about I come to you? Come on, tell me where you are…”

he said, showing me the screen. The message was simple. "I am closer than you think. Are you ready to play?" My blood froze.

It’s time tо ѕау gооdbуе, but I can’t. “See уоu ѕооn.” I jumр out bеfоrе hе can say аnуmоrе. The proximity оf hіm still hаѕ mе rееlіng frоm bеfоrе. I’m nоw unсоmfоrtаblе іn my own ѕkіn. If I’m gоіng to gо, it has tо be nоw.

Go me. “Have we...” He points to me and back to him, raising his brow in question and I scoff at him, “Yeah, definitely not.” I instantly feel guilty about my attitude. “Sorry. I’m just not used to talking to people like you.” His brow goes up in piqued interest. “Oh yeah? People like me, how?” He smiles sweetly as he takes a step closer and it clicks. Oh, my gosh. Is he coming on to me?