I can see you through the glass wall of the conference room. Me, always being to early for our meetings, gets the pleasure of seeing you enter the room. Your hands are buried deep into your pockets, always so casual. So god damn sexy. Your eyes meet mine when you pause in the doorway, a playful smile teasing your lips.
“Hey” you say and then you walk in, taking the seat beside mine. My body tingles, usually you choose to sit across from me, something I love as it gives me full access to let my eyes wander over you. Having you this close makes my mind rush in an instant to something rated R.
Today you are wearing a blue denim shirt with white buttons. It suits you, always so handsome. I suddenly feel underdressed for the office, even if it’s casual friday, a simple black skirt, a white t-shirt and my black converse. You turn to me and I look at you, trying to sound casual when I say “Hey you” and smile, my heart pounding hard in my chest. The air is thick, we’ve been playfully teasing each other on the company Skype system, friendly like colleagues do of course, but I think my flirting is a little to obvious. Or rather… I want it to be. “How come you’re always early?” You lean forward, resting your forearms against the conference table. Again, you do it casual, making my hormones go crazy.