I couldn't resist the opportunity to touch her. I know that it was reckless and that getting caught was a huge possibility, but I had sat in the corner most of the day trying to blend in so that she didn't notice me. Then I was thankful that the store was busy. I was able to watch her. I got to see her face light up when she was asked about her book suggestions and the faint hint of embarrassment when she described the plot of an obviously smutty book. I knew at that point that I couldn't resist for much longer. I'd been watching her for far too long. I was still wrestling with myself on my way towards the bathroom. Earlier, I had noticed how dark and secluded it was compared to the rows of shelves and tables in the showroom. " f**k, what am I doing?" I thought out loud. I had to get out of here before I did something that would land me in jail, or worse, scare her away. With my head down, I turned to leave. I looked up just in time to see her face before she crashed into me.
My hands were touching her, steadying her before she fell. Feeling her warmth in my hands set me over the edge. I wasn't in control of my body. I felt her terror as I pushed her against the wall. My d**k instantly struggled against my jeans. Her lips felt soft and warm on mine. I felt her terror turn to arousal with my touch. Her moans were music to my ears. I knew I had her when I felt her body arching to meet mine. Begging for more. I wanted to give her so much more. I thrust my hips and smiled when the sound of surprise and pleasure betrayed her lips. I let myself have one more kiss before tearing myself away before I took her right there in the hallway.
I was thankful that it was a wet and cloudy day. Having the hood up and my face covered didn't draw in as much attention, and I was able to sneak out of the book store without much effort. If my brother saw me now, I can only imagine the laughter that would come out of his smug face. He had already warned me about getting attached to anyone. My work isn't conducive for long-term relationships. But here I was fantasizing and stalking a woman who would probably run if she knew about the things I had been doing just to get close to her. I probably shouldn't have tried to scare the crap out of that guy that walked into the store and made her blush. I could see that he was attracted to her and in my rage I went to meet him at his car. Unfortunately, the bubbly woman that works with Olivia was bouncing up to him. He spotted me just before he saw her and I had to turn away like I wasn't heading over with my fists clenched. That's why I was at the store in the first place. I had to make sure he didn't come back. He's lucky he didn't, otherwise he would end up as another missing person flyer on the wall at the police station. My phone buzzed, prying me from the murderous thoughts I was having. "Parker, we have a job that needs to be handled. Location has been sent to your phone." The line went dead and there was a ping with latitude and longitude coordinates. Guess I won't be seeing Olivia again for a couple of days.