nathan
Hayden haunts me, and not in a bad way. No, not in a bad way at all. Whenever I even hear his name, my mind drifts back to Levi' breakfast. I can't shake off the way he had me pinned up again the sink, his hands leaving a burning sensation on my chilled skin. He made me so nervous when he stared at me with the dangerous amount of lust in his eyes.
I want him, f**k I need him. All my life I've never had an urge to have someone in my grip, but god I want Hayden. Maybe when I'm driving to work I do a happy dance in my seat, but only because I get to see him.
I enter the design division and swipe my name tag across the scanner. Once I put my stuff down I'm immediately bombarded by multiple people.
"Mr. Holloway! Mr. Scott needs to see you immediately!"
"The designs for The Avengers
