Flustered

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I burst through the doors coming to halt in a lobby, staring dazedly out the closing door. My feet were relieved to be on soft carpeted floor. My heart was racing a mile per minute and my body was buzzing from his touch. I smoothed my skirt down while I tried to catch my breath. What the hell did he do to me? My anger was starting to flare. How dare he put his hands on me?! Much less kiss and grope me?! A voice in the back of my head was also reminding me that I had responded, craved it too after he had started but he had no right whatsoever. Who did he think he was? Clearly he knew who I was, so how dare he? I couldn't remember the last time my heart raced like this which was never with a man. From the very moment I’d set eyes on him I knew every other man I had ever seen or dreamed about paled greatly in comparison. It was the way it seemed as if he could read my mind, the way he seemed to be one step ahead of me. He was calculating. No one has ever been one step ahead of me, no one. I was the top of my class and outside of that I had always been intuitive, very smart and even cunning but one man from god knows where after just one day made me feel normal, stripped down. He made me feel not so…..smart. I am still panting to catch my breath staring at the door as if he'll come through any minute dragging me back to finish what we started when I notice shadows around me. “ Are you okay miss?” asks a concerned middle-aged gentleman in a pale grey suit when my eyes make contact with his. An older shoulder-length blonde haired woman in a pin striped suit has her arms outstretched to assist me along with two other men who looked ready to assist at any given moment, but no one could save me from him. A slight embarrassment washes over me when I notice all the eyes from all around the room are on me in the middle of the quiet lobby. I was the center of attention and whispers. I couldn’t remember the last time I ran that fast. What was I thinking getting into that vehicle with him? I should never have. But I knew why I had gotten into that vehicle with him. Bad decision Hailey. I turn around to look at the writing on the wall of where exactly I was and the name wasn't familiar. By the design, I guessed it was some up and coming insurance company. " Ma'am?" insists the man as he and the other share even more worried glances. The security guard seemed ready to call the police. “ Yes I'm fine, thank you.” I politely tell him and I glance outside to see an empty spot where the black vehicle had been. I was absolutely not fine. I can still feel his hands on me, his bulge pressing against my center. I feel disarrayed, thrown off center. I moved through the small group of people beside me to ask the receptionist at the front desk for a phone call, quickly remembering mid question that I have my phone on me. I headed outside to call for someone to pick me up and I should probably call Caroline but she was more than likely fine. People were stealing glances at me as if I’d gone mad and I understood. I ran fast into a building looking disoriented without any shoes. Anything is possible and if anyone recognizes me I’ll be in the news tomorrow with headline reports of me allegedly being labeled as a drug addict. No one would deny it, it would fit the bill. They would be glad to find a fault. The sun was dipping low in the afternoon as I stood on the sidewalk and I crossed my arms impatiently tapping my foot. In one day I was almost killed and kissed by the same man and now here I was standing outside New York without any shoes. That was the beauty of New York. No one cared if you didn’t have on any shoes. I wondered why he wanted the house. Probably to just to turn into some sleek modern home fit for his ego. In no time a black BMW pulled up for me and I jumped in the back trying not to think about all the germs I had picked up on the soles of my feet. It was despicable. I would have to make sure to soak and wash them thoroughly. The very thought was amping up my need to reach home. My phone had way too many missed calls from Caroline and I was grateful to have it on silent. The high rise luxurious penthouse suite was soon hovering above me and I paused looking at the ground disappointingly before putting my bare feet on it and heading up. The moment the elevator dinged open and I walked through I could hear a gasp. “ What happened?!” Caroline came barrelling towards me her hand on her forehead. Her eyes were assessing me to see if I came back with everything in tact. " Are you okay?!" “ I need to go shower.” I headed across the large space hearing her follow behind me. “ Okay, but Hails what happened?” I didn’t want to talk about it for obvious reasons but I knew that Caroline wasn’t going to stop pestering me if I didn’t. I couldn't blame her, she was worried. “ Nothing happened. I went into his backseat. He asked to buy the house and I told him no. I'm completely fine. End of discussion.” Caroline’s eyes narrowed into slits at me as she paused a little taken a back. “ Uh huh.” she hummed, unbelieving. “ What does that mean?” I ask her and she raised her brow. “ That’s aaaaall that happened?” “ Yes that’s aaaaall that happened.” I defended myself, my voice rising higher than it needed to be. Get a grip Hailey. “ Then why do you look so flustered?” she crossed her arms still scrutinizing me and I felt like she could see all the telltale signs of me straddling him. “ You are not my mother Caroline and nothing happened.” I snapped grabbing a plain tshirt and shorts and heading to the shower. She took a seat stubbornly waiting for me to see if she could interrogate me some more. The second I closed the door behind me I exhaled. She was right. I was flustered. All I could think about was the feel of his lips on mine.His hot tongue demanding, the way his large hands felt on my body. I should feel ashamed. After all that had happened I had almost given myself to a stranger in the backseat of a car. It was dangerous to have gone into the vehicle with him. Who knows what he could have done to me? It wasn't even much of a chance because of how violent he had been towards me. I could be dead somewhere. I couldn't be so stupid to let my daringness put me in such situations. My daringness and desire for him. Who was I ? I had to put a stop to this. Sure, he was handsome and thrilling but I couldn’t allow myself to ever behave like that again. In one moment I had almost given him everything. I can still hear his deep laughter in my mind mocking me and my anger and disappointment in myself flared up again. I chastised myself even further sucking on my lower lip promising myself it was just a little fun and that's it. I would never see Cain Mahin again.
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