"f**k" she said almost screaming, the papers were everywhere on the floor and the sensible thing to do was pick them up, buy she didn't, her breath was stuck in her throat and she felt like she might just might fall because she felt her knees weaken and threatening to give her away, truly she might just fall.
She stood there like a statue as she looked at him, the smirk never left his lips but that didn't tell her to look away or even move, that was the thoughtful thing to do, but she just stayed there.
The thing was, even when she saw him first, when she was awestruck by his beauty she hadn't behaved this, infact she did well to behave like he didn't affect her at all.
She bit her lips nervously as she looked at him, as she took in his appearance.
He looked so sexy.
Don't he always?
