Fascination. Is it really fascination that I felt towards Veronica?
I watched as she turned the faucet on and splashed water on her face and used the water to wipe her arms and neck. Everything was in slow motion or was I too attentive?
She was sweaty from all that horse riding she did and she ended up to an open sink, where she washed her face and then looked at me completely oblivious to my staring.
“How did you know where I am?” she asked as she took the towel from my hand and wiped her face. Her hair was still loose and wet at the end. It stuck on her glossy skin and my finger itched to touch it but I refrained myself from doing so as I stared into her eyes.
“Your secretary spilled the beans to Noah,” I said internally grimacing over the fact that I completely forgot Noah’s presenc
