The Billionaire She Desired

3. OUR FIRST INTERACTION

Sandra's POV:

Seeing him push her away from himself gave me a feeling of relief and satisfaction. But as soon as I realized that he had resumed walking towards me, I again felt as if the air inside me was being pulled out.  I immediately looked to the opposite side and gave myself a quick pep talk.

“Sandra! You can do this! You have always done this! You know how to attract men. He is no different.”

But whom was I lying to? He was completely different from the rest. He was nothing like any other man I had ever looked at.

But maybe it was just his looks that were different from the rest. Maybe the way he talked was just like any other man I had ever had a conversation with. Maybe he could woo a woman just by looking at her, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he completely ruined the impression he made. I was literally giving myself all these hopes that might make me feel more confident just to face this handsome beast who was nearing me.

But hey! He wasn’t nearing me anymore. He was sitting right beside me, and I did not realize it until I heard an extremely sexy voice ordering a drink. That voice was so sexy, that for a moment I thought that it belonged to a devil. I turned around to look at the person sitting beside me, and it was him.

HE WAS SITTING RIGHT NEXT TO ME!!!

No lying, I was hoping that he would start the conversation. I desperately wanted him to. And he did.

“Happy Birthday Sandra!” he wished me politely.

“Thank you so much. And may I know your name?”

“I am Jason Walker, the CEO of JW Corporations. Your father and I have worked together in the past.”

WHY DIDN’T DAD EVER TELL ME ABOUT HIM!!!

HE WAS SO DAMN HOT!

I was actually expecting him to keep the conversation short and just ask me to come up with him and have s*x with me. But no…

As I said, he was different. He in fact had a really nice conversation with me. A relaxing one indeed. I enjoyed talking to him. It was a very different feeling. I never before had a conversation like that with anyone. He asked me what I was doing yesterday, how thrilled I was about the party and what all gifts had my father given to me. I felt very strange. It was the first time that someone actually wanted to know about me. 

He kept smiling the whole time. Not a sly one, rather a polite one. I was feeling so comfortable. Its like he knew how to talk to women. I mean, who asks you about your day? Isn't that something that people who care do, and not people who are just looking for s*x. Ohhh my!! This man!! I just wanted him to keep talking to me.  

While we were having that conversation, I was completely lost in his eyes. He had my complete attention. I didn't care who was doing what, I was just into him. I felt like he cared. I felt different. And I was happy. I was liking the positive attention that I was getting. I wanted him to keep talking. I wanted him to lean in and kiss me. I wanted him to cup my face in his hands and kiss me on the forehead.

WHAT???!!!

Did I actually think of that? Did I actually imagine someone loving me. Oh God! What the hell was happening to me? I looked away as I had to get rid of this thought. 

And I caught her staring at me. The girl who kissed Jason on his cheeks a while ago was staring at me in a way as if she wanted to kill me. I suddenly felt the urge to ask him who she was. And so I did.

"Did you come here alone or do you have company?"

I don't know why but I felt like a tiny sly grin appeared on his face.

"I am here with my girlfriend. Her name is Melissa."

Hearing those words made me feel like someone had just built an entire castle around me and with his one shot it came crashing down. I don't know why I was feeling this way, but I sure as hell was so damn jealous of that b***h. I wasn't even thinking anything else except for the fact that what was in her that wasn't in me. I couldn't believe that she got to sleep with him every night in his arms, close to him, wake up next to him, spend her entire day with him, and do all the others things that I wanted to do with him. 

I knew I wasn't thinking straight. I mean, this isn't who I am. I don't think of waking up in the arms of a particular guy. But here, I was, thinking of doing all these romantic things with this guy, with whom I had just talked once, and in the first conversation itself, he had told me about his girlfriend.

"Hey! She actually must be waiting for me. And I had actually promised her that I would dance with her. I had a great talk with you Sandra. I hope we meet again soon." He spoke.

DANCE WITH HER??!! 

Oh God no! How can I watch Jason dance with another woman that too in front of me. 

That man hadn't even kissed me yet, and I was already possessive about him.

"Sure. I too hope we meet soon. Bye" 

What else could I have said? But I was hella sure that we were going to meet very soon.