Fragments of Flirting

Intense

Burning eyes

tension so thick in the air I could feel it

heavy and sticky like honey

sweet and irresistible.

Consciousness.

Hyper consciousness is what it is.

All the strands of hair in my body directed toward him.

Holy Shit.

His voice.

Oh god his voice

Gentle but commanding

just so goddamn sexy enough to put me under a

sex spell all the goddamn day

All the goddamn day like a hypnotic

I can't even snap myself out of it until

the source is gone

But of course

we had to be -- fucking years apart

and of course he had to be the most

incorrigible boss.

MY boss.

I could be just imagining things but..

nevermind.

So my fantasy begins.

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