CHASED BY MY BOSS

CHAPTER THREE: WE MEET AGAIN

"By the way, what were you thinking of? Your expressions were going shades of the rainbow".

“Nothing, nothing” I hurriedly shake my head, but I forget that Tasha isn’t a photographer for nothing. She raises her brows and that tell me that if I don’t open up now, whatever s**t I end up getting into is none of her business anymore.

“Ok, ok fine. I was thinking about my fantasy guy” I say with a blush on my face.

"Seriously, you do know none of your men on the pages of your book are real right?" She tells me, laying emphasis on the men.

"I'm gonna find him one day" I roll my eyes at her. I'm not exactly lying, I'm just taking the option set before me.

"I don't know when you'll get the fact that they aren't real. You really need a man" she shakes her head as she walks out. I quickly release the breath I didn't know I was holding.

Imagine Tasha finding out that I am lusting after my boss; she'll tease me till I have nowhere to keep my face. I'm always the one kind of lewdly teasing her till she wanna whack me with whatever she's holding not the other way round, when she teases it's lethal so I give little to no opportunity for that.

"Oh Kim, there's a party tonight and we're going. No silly excuses" done and she's gone leaving no room for me to refute or argue. One of Tasha's bad habits is that she's a lil bit bossy but I can't deny she has dope ideas sometimes, emphasis on sometimes.

"I've got nothing to wear so I'm not going" I scream out to her knowing that excuse is stupid as hell 'cause she comes back with a set of clothes in her hand.

"I knew you'll say that so I came prepared. And just so you know we're going commando tonight." She tells me with a sexy smirk on her face. My eyebrows shoot up in surprise but surprisingly I don't object despite all the protest my head is raising

"Fine by me, afterall, I'ma be by the bar through out" she smiles wickedly at my response but what's the worst that could happen. We march out of the house, I'm wearing a black off shoulder crop top with a blue jean bum short paired with black knee boots and Tasha's wearing a black turtle neck crop top and a blue low waist jean skirt paired with nude stilettos.

We enter the club, grabbing the attention of males openly ogling us.

I walk to the bar leaving Tasha flirting with some dude she just met. I order a shot of tequila and suddenly I hear a voice beside me reeking of masculinity.

"Make it two, bills on me" turning to meet the face behind the voice, I first gulp at the male beauty but then I'm never the one to back down.

"I can take care of my own drink, thank you very much" my face showing no atom of lust that I may have for this guy

"Take it as me saying thank you for the other night" he tells me with a smile and suddenly I remember where I've seen him from, Mr. eye candy.

"Well, if you insist, I can't refuse" I smile back at him. As a social butterfly that I claim to be, I start up a conversation to kill the awkward silence and before you know it, we're far gone in the conversation.

"Wanna dance?" Mr. eye candy that I come to know as Asher asks me and well I can't refuse

"I can't refuse, can I" I say as he leads me to the dance floor, grabbing my waist as we sway to the awesome mix the DJ was making. It suddenly feels like it's only the two of us and the music mix, he turns me to face himself, holds my neck to face him and I feel his soft, buttery lips on mine.

His tongue invades my open mouth and he begins to explore my mouth, his mouth tastes like mint mixed with tequila. After a short while, he breaks off the kiss. I want to protest 'cause I immediately miss his lips on mine but I don't. He leads me out. We're both tipsy but conscious.

He walk to the hotel room upstairs that he booked immediately we left the dancefloor. Honestly, I didn't plan to do whatever we're doing but whaddya know, it is what it is. We enter the room and he locks the door behind him. I can't deny the thrill is turning me on, coupled with the fact that he looks like he can't wait to eat me up.

He stalks towards me like a lion does to his prey, slowly unbuttoning his button down shirt. He finishes unbuttoning his shirt and toss it somewhere around leaving me to take in the sight of his glorious abs. Oh how I wanna run my tongue between those rocks.

Asher stalks up to me grabs my waist and pull me up that I'm no longer lying on my back but half kneeling and half sitting. He pulls my shirt and toss it to join his shirt and now we're both shirtless.

The only thing on my upper body is my bra keeping my breast in place and I can't deny I love the way he looks at my breast like they're absolutely fantastic.

Just as he was about to take off my bra, a call came in from his phone and I cuss silently as the heat was just getting intense. He picked up the phone and answered

"This better be good" he spoke into the phone with a hint of danger. I've got no idea who or what the other person said but he cusses out and picked up his shirt and started wearing it hurriedly.

"I'm sorry, princess but it seems our adventure would have to wait, why don't you give me your number and we'll do this again sometime" he said as soon as he was done.

"Well, sorry handsome but I don't give my number to strangers" I said with a smirk as I sashayed out 'cause I was already done dressing up. And here I was about to sleep with a stranger but that's the point of one night stand right?