My Corporate Affair

Chapter Eight

As I stood there, holding her waist, I noticed something that made my heart skip a beat. Sophie’s face had turned bright red. I could see the flush creeping up her neck and cheeks, and it made me smile. It was adorable how shy she was. I could tell she wasn’t used to being this close to anyone, and it made me feel a strange mix of excitement and the urge to always protect her,

Sophie quickly looked at the glass of the elevator, her gaze avoiding mine. She seemed to be trying to gather herself, but I could see how nervous she was. Her eyes darted back and forth, not meeting mine. It was almost like she didn’t know what to do with herself.

Her reaction was so sweet, and I couldn’t help but smile. I wanted to say something to make her feel more at ease, but the moment felt too perfect. Instead, I just let her have her space, but I couldn’t stop looking at her.

She looked so shy, so cute, and it made me want to hold her even more, to make her feel safe. The elevator ride felt like it lasted forever, but I didn’t want it to end. I loved seeing her this way, so vulnerable and real.

As the elevator finally came to a stop, the door slid open, and the people left. The moment was over, but I felt a sense of regret. I realized how close we had been, too close, maybe, but it had felt so natural, like I couldn’t pull away even if I wanted to.

“I’m sorry,” I said softly, feeling the need to apologize. “I didn’t mean for it to be so... close.”

Sophie quickly glanced up at me, her face still flushed. She seemed embarrassed, but she nodded. “It’s fine, Sir. ” She replied, her voice a little shaky, as if she was still trying to regain composure.

She moved to step out of the elevator, giving me a small smile. “I, uh... I have to go.”

I nodded, feeling a slight ache in my chest as she excused herself. “Alright, take care,” I said, my voice a little softer than usual.

She left quickly, walking out of the elevator like she couldn’t get away fast enough. And honestly, I didn’t blame her. I would’ve been just as flustered if I were in her shoes.

As the elevator doors closed behind her, I let out a breath, still feeling the heat of the moment. But I had to get back to my original floor, my thoughts swirling around her, and I couldn’t help but wonder if I’d see her again soon.

Sophie....

I quickly stepped out of the elevator, my heart racing as I moved through the crowd. I couldn’t believe what had just happened. My face was still burning from the closeness, and I could still feel the warmth of his body, the way his hands had gently touched my waist. My mind kept replaying how he looked at me, his eyes focused on mine with such intensity. It made my heart beat faster every time I thought about it.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. My hands were shaking a little, and I could feel the nervous flutter in my stomach. Why did he make me feel this way? Why did my heart feel like it was about to burst out of my chest whenever he was near?

I had to shake myself out of it. I couldn’t just stand here thinking about him all day. I still had to go to the store to get my grandma’s gift. I had promised her I would, and it was something important to me. My legs felt like they were moving on their own as I tried to walk, but all I could think about was Elliot. His presence, the way he made everything feel... different. It was confusing.

I made my way to the store, trying to focus on finding the perfect gift for grandma. But even with all my effort, I couldn’t stop thinking about the way Elliot had looked at me. It was impossible to push him from my mind.

I quickly stepped out of the elevator, my heart still hammering in my chest. I could feel my cheeks burning, and I kept my head low, trying not to make eye contact with anyone as I rushed out of the building. I could still feel Elliot’s gaze on me, his hands briefly on my waist, and it was all too much. My mind raced with a thousand thoughts, none of them making any sense. What was that? Why did I feel like this? He barely said anything, but just the way he looked at me made everything inside me turn to mush. I couldn’t stop thinking about it.

I forced myself to breathe and focus. I had to get to the store and get the necklace for Grandma. I couldn’t let my feelings for Elliot distract me. But as I walked through the mall, my mind kept going back to the way he’d stood so close to me, his body warm against mine, the look in his eyes, did he feel it too?

I tried to shake it off, walking faster as I made my way to the jewelry store. I had my task, and I had to focus on that. Grandma deserved something special.

When I arrived at the store, I finally found the perfect necklace, simple but beautiful, just like her. It was a little out of my budget, but I didn’t care. She always gave me so much, and it was time I did something nice for her.

I paid for the necklace, my thoughts still on the encounter with Elliot. I couldn’t get over the way he made me feel. I glanced at the time on my phone and realized I’d been so distracted that I hadn’t even checked it. I needed to hurry back home.

Just as I was about to leave the store, I bumped into someone, hard.

“Sorry!” I exclaimed, my face going red when I looked up and saw who it was.

Of course. It was Elliot again.

I froze for a moment, unsure of what to do. Should I apologize again? Should I pretend like nothing happened? But my heart was racing again, and I couldn’t deny how nervous I felt. I opened my mouth to speak, but all that came out was a nervous laugh.

"Hey," Elliot said with a grin, looking at me in that way that made my breath hitch. "We really can’t seem to avoid each other today, huh?"

I just smiled, trying to seem casual, but I could feel my hands trembling slightly.

Elliot chuckled, his eyes soft as he studied me. “You alright? You look a little... flustered.”

“Uh, yeah,” I said quickly, brushing a strand of hair behind my ear. "I'm fine. Just... a little distracted. You know, shopping for Grandma’s birthday gift.”

He nodded, his gaze never leaving me. “That’s sweet. I’m sure she’ll love whatever you picked out.” His voice was warm, sincere, and it made my heart skip a beat.

We stood there for a moment, neither of us saying anything, just letting the silence stretch. I could feel the tension between us, thick and undeniable, and I suddenly felt the urge to leave before I completely lost my composure.

“I should probably go,” I said, glancing at the necklace box in my hand. "Grandma’s waiting for me."

“Of course,” he said, smiling. “But hey, it was nice running into you again, Sophie.”

I nodded quickly, smiling back. "Yes. You too,sir."

As I turned to walk away, I felt my cheeks flush again, and I couldn’t stop the smile that spread across my face. I tried to focus on the task at hand, but I couldn’t help it. Something about the way he looked at me, the way he made me feel, stayed with me long after we’d parted ways.

God I was in trouble.