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When Justin walked into the office my gaze got stuck on him. I had been looking at the door waiting for him to walk through it. I smiled, my cheeks heating as he caught my gaze and smiled too.

When he smiled he was actually pretty good-looking. I liked his smile. I liked his relaxed way of moving too. Justin was the antidote to me. He was soooo laid back he was horizontal, and he had New York swagger. Justin was the polar opposite of my last boyfriend Daniel. Daniel had been rich, upper-class and up-himself.

I realized I hadn’t looked away. I’d been staring at Justin, watching him walk along the office, probably with a dumb besotted look on my face. The more I looked at him, the more I liked the look of him, and of course in my subconscious, memories of a certain New Year’s Eve night in a pool still hovered. My opinions about Justin were shifting at a rapid pace.

When he got nearer, I turned to look at my screen, that was still a spinning wheel, with a message saying ‘Welcome.’

His fingers touched my neck, they skimmed over my skin, a light slide of his fingertips along the inside of the collar of my blouse. I shivered, and the sensation ripped right through my middle to my belly, making me ache between the legs.

Heat burned my cheeks. I picked up my cell, feeling the need to say something to him. Anything…

‘Did you have a good night?’ I sent the text and heard his cell buzzing in his back pocket as he hung up his coat.

He didn’t reply straight off, but he took his cell out just before he sat down, then smiled over at me, nodded a little and winked.

Shit. Even that stupid little gesture flipped my belly.

‘I did. Did you spot any more dumb dressed up dogs in the park? I fancy something to laugh at.’

‘:-) Sorry, no.’

‘:-) No matter then, but if you think of anything to make me laugh…’

‘I’ll text you :D’

‘Yeah.’

Why did it feel so good talking to him? I had this warm sensation in my belly.

Probably because I was sad––in the pathetic sense of the word––and I was heading toward becoming one of those old women with a cluttered house and a hundred cats. I was friendless and lonely. Yeah, I had Becky and Crystal at work, but we didn’t get together much outside work. We were not BFFs, we were just girls who got on okay in the office. I didn’t even know if they really liked me…

Whatever, I’d been on my own for a year, I could cope with being on my own.

‘What are you thinking about?’

I looked up and saw Justin standing, diagonally to me, on the other side of our block of desks. He lifted his phone a little. Probably to tell me to answer.

I smiled, then looked down to text.

‘My boring day in the office.’

‘:-) Cool as long as there is nothing wrong.’

‘There’s nothing wrong.’

The guy had a sweet streak. How come I had never seen that before? I’d watched him befriend the new starter, Jason, back in the summer, and while Becky, Crystal and I were on good terms, he and Jason had been really thick… Like always talking…

He went over to the kitchen, probably to get a coffee. I watched him again. I loved the way he walked. Was that a crazy thing? To like the way a guy walked…

Watching how he walked had the quivering feeling tickling in my belly too.

‘Do you want a coffee?’

He texted me. I couldn’t see him. He was in the kitchen.

‘Yeah, thank you.’

‘It’ll be with you in a moment. Ma’am.’

‘Fool.’

‘:D Just thought it might make you laugh.’

My lips lifted in a closed lip smile and a chuckle of amusement tickled in my throat. I really liked him now. How come that had happened?