A New Day, A New Romance
November 23rd 2007 00:30
Unfortunately, Charlotte so preoccupied, didn't see the door to the offices' inner sanctum opening directly into the path she was on until she walked headlong into it, her cup of water thrown into the air and it's contents flung all over the beautifully fine, dark wool jacket on a distinctly masculine physique.
"Oh, I'm so terribly so..." Charlotte found herself pinned by the most incredibly blue eyes surrounded by lush dark lashes. She felt warmth suffuse her cheeks and throat and it was not all caused by her embarrassment ...."sorry, I"m so sorry... Please let me help you" and she started brushing away the droplets of water from the lapel of his jacket.
A strong male hand stopped her movement and held her hand momentarily hard against his chest. "I think you've done enough don't you Miss.."?
"Charlotte, Charlotte Manning" she quickly replied snatching her hand back.
The mystery male, looked back over his shoulder towards the reception desk and called.."Sonia, bring some kitchen paper here will you, we've had a little spill'.
Sonia appeared at his side, took one look at the scene, cast Charlotte a withering glance and swayed off to hustle up some clean-up gear. Charlotte thought to herself, in spite of 'Sonia's all so sophisticated appearance she appeared to be just as affected by this gorgeous man's persona as she was. The sway and coy tone she affected whilst in mystery mans presence was obviously a purely physical response and who could blame her, he was sex on legs. The to die for eyes, a strong jaw, slow, lazy smile and the way he filled out the now ruined jacket, mmm too bad he was way out of her league.
Charlotte snapped her attention back to the moment, when Sonia reappeared with the kitchen paper in hand. "Here let me Mr Brightman, otherwise you'll be running late for your appointments'.
Charlotte's heart did a triple thump. "oh no, she thought, not Mr Brightman, of Brightman Mining. Please, not let him be the owner of the business for which she was applying for her dream job. She was doomed before she'd even begun....to be continued.
Please vote to see if mystery man is her potential employer and if so, how her faux pas will affect her chances (apologies if this is the incorrect spelling or use of the french term - I'm learning all the time lol).
"Oh, I'm so terribly so..." Charlotte found herself pinned by the most incredibly blue eyes surrounded by lush dark lashes. She felt warmth suffuse her cheeks and throat and it was not all caused by her embarrassment ...."sorry, I"m so sorry... Please let me help you" and she started brushing away the droplets of water from the lapel of his jacket.
A strong male hand stopped her movement and held her hand momentarily hard against his chest. "I think you've done enough don't you Miss.."?
"Charlotte, Charlotte Manning" she quickly replied snatching her hand back.
The mystery male, looked back over his shoulder towards the reception desk and called.."Sonia, bring some kitchen paper here will you, we've had a little spill'.
Sonia appeared at his side, took one look at the scene, cast Charlotte a withering glance and swayed off to hustle up some clean-up gear. Charlotte thought to herself, in spite of 'Sonia's all so sophisticated appearance she appeared to be just as affected by this gorgeous man's persona as she was. The sway and coy tone she affected whilst in mystery mans presence was obviously a purely physical response and who could blame her, he was sex on legs. The to die for eyes, a strong jaw, slow, lazy smile and the way he filled out the now ruined jacket, mmm too bad he was way out of her league.
Charlotte snapped her attention back to the moment, when Sonia reappeared with the kitchen paper in hand. "Here let me Mr Brightman, otherwise you'll be running late for your appointments'.
Charlotte's heart did a triple thump. "oh no, she thought, not Mr Brightman, of Brightman Mining. Please, not let him be the owner of the business for which she was applying for her dream job. She was doomed before she'd even begun....to be continued.
Please vote to see if mystery man is her potential employer and if so, how her faux pas will affect her chances (apologies if this is the incorrect spelling or use of the french term - I'm learning all the time lol).
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