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- Jan 20, 2010
Angel couldn't explain why he enjoyed looking at her, the knowledge that she was never far from him. He leans off the banister to stand up straight as he began to button his shirt, pausing the tuck it back into his pants. He fastened them back up and went back to finishing his shirt. He slips his tie on and places it back into its knot before tightening it and folding the collar down over it. He forgot for a moment that he was the boss and didn't have the room to just relax and let his hair down like everyone else. He watched her come toward him only to stand there with her hand on his chest.
Something about her being this close was addicted and caused his blood to pump, but he had to gain a bit of control over himself. Her words caused a smirk to come onto his features and a brow to raise like he found that hard to believe. "So whats your excuse for always doing it?" Referring to the fact she always looked good in his view. He looked down to her as he was about to lift his hand to run his fingers through her hair, but realized it was in a ponytail. A smile came to him while he gave her a nod of his head. "Your welcome. Of course I wouldn't put you around someone I didn't trust." He assured her.
He almost wanted to laugh when she spoke about him returning safely. "Is there even a chance I can be hurt." He said only to watch her pull away from him and head up the steps. His eyes followed her up the staircase, taking their own private tour of her figure before she said that piece. "So you saw him?" He asked only to shake his head some, she was something else. "Did I look good in it?" He asked while moving to button his vest up, leaving the jacket off but he had to look decent a bit. Soon he made his way up the steps, but his destination was the other way, he needed to head to the office to make a few phone calls.
He was about to head the other way before pausing and turning to face her. "Some time this week, we can go shopping to decorate your room to your liking." He told her before adding. "Unless you don't plan to stay here." Since he didn't want to sound like he was forcing her to remain in his home.
Something about her being this close was addicted and caused his blood to pump, but he had to gain a bit of control over himself. Her words caused a smirk to come onto his features and a brow to raise like he found that hard to believe. "So whats your excuse for always doing it?" Referring to the fact she always looked good in his view. He looked down to her as he was about to lift his hand to run his fingers through her hair, but realized it was in a ponytail. A smile came to him while he gave her a nod of his head. "Your welcome. Of course I wouldn't put you around someone I didn't trust." He assured her.
He almost wanted to laugh when she spoke about him returning safely. "Is there even a chance I can be hurt." He said only to watch her pull away from him and head up the steps. His eyes followed her up the staircase, taking their own private tour of her figure before she said that piece. "So you saw him?" He asked only to shake his head some, she was something else. "Did I look good in it?" He asked while moving to button his vest up, leaving the jacket off but he had to look decent a bit. Soon he made his way up the steps, but his destination was the other way, he needed to head to the office to make a few phone calls.
He was about to head the other way before pausing and turning to face her. "Some time this week, we can go shopping to decorate your room to your liking." He told her before adding. "Unless you don't plan to stay here." Since he didn't want to sound like he was forcing her to remain in his home.