The Distance Between Us

Chapter Four

Ayla's Pov

There stood in front of me, Keiran Martinez, 6'2 bulky built body, he was in a blue nicely fitted suit, with his light brown hair that was slightly long on top that it went close to his eyes, his dark green almond shaped eyes, his thick sculptured shaped eyebrows, his chiseled face that brings out his cheekbones, and those pink filled lips of his. The years have changed him a bit that he looks a little different, a little bit older, but when I say did I know it was Keiran, yes, yes I knew it was him. It felt like time had stopped and we were frozen in time. He was looking at me with an eyebrow arched up with a penetrating gaze that sent a chill down my spine. I feel my face getting red and my body getting all hot. Why am I feeling like this. I shouldn't feel this deep attraction towards him but I can't help it. It's like my body is calling out to him. I need to get a grip of myself. I have a boyfriend, well fiance I guess, I can't be feeling this and I won't let myself be enticed. I just need to breathe. We weren't saying anything and all I could hear in my head was my own fast beating heart. Does he not recognize me? Has it been that long since we last saw each other that he doesn't remember me? Why was he looking at me with confusion? Is he going to say anything?

As it felt like time was passing by so slowly I finally gathered my thoughts, composing myself and finished my introduction. Reaching my left hand out to him pretending like I didn't recognize or remember him either. "Hello Mr. Martinez, I am Ayla Sanchez, I am your new assistant. It's a pleasure to meet you finally." I stood there for a minute with my hand out and I saw his eyes go towards my hand. As I was watching him I swear I saw him stiffen up but it could just be my imagination. As I looked towards my hand I noticed what he might be looking at. My engagement ring!

Which felt like an eternity he finally reached his hand into mine, I felt this sensation as our hands touched one another. I haven't felt that feeling since I was with Kieran. In a firm shake he said in a low gruff tone empathizing on the Mrs. "It is a pleasure meeting you, Mrs. Sanchez." I do not know what overcame me but I didn't hesitate to correct him. "It is Ms. not Mrs. Mr Martinez. I am not married..." While my hand was still in his grip he turned my hand over to show the ring on my finger. He glanced down at it then at me with his right eyebrow arched up. His eyes were like doing the talking for him. It was as he was asking me 'oh then what is this on your ring finger.' I suddenly finished what I was saying, "Not yet, I'm not married yet. I just recently got proposed to." I pulled my hand out of his.

Keiran should know I'm not married since I used my surname. Like seriously why is he acting like he doesn't know who I am? Am I being delusional thinking he is Keiran? What if it's not him and it's a doppelganger? Maybe it isn't Keiran. I should just let it go and address him as just Mr. Martinez, my boss, because that is what this is. He can't be Keiran, he is just a man that looks oddly similar to him. Right? I have a job to do and I said I was going to move forward in life with a new start. As I push all my thoughts to the back of my mind and fix my composure I address him, "I want to apologize for the inconvenience of my personal matters, Mr. Martinez, It won't happen again. Here are some documents that need your insight and signature. Also as I'm seeing here your first priority meeting is in an hour at 8:45 this morning. Should we get started on the tasks before the meeting sir?"

As I'm handing him the documents that need his signature he looks at me with a stoic look. He says to me with no emotion on his face or in his voice, "Yes let's get started the sooner the better." Mr. Martinez starts walking towards his office and I follow right behind. Man my head is spinning with all these questions I hope lunch break comes fast, so I can go to my office and decompose myself. How can I be so naive to think Mr. Martinez could have been Keiran. If it was him he would have recognized me and addressed me. Now that I think about it he looked so confused. Man my head is starting to hurt with all these racing thoughts.