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My first week in the office passed quickly. I rarely saw Mr. Evans because I was learning the office and meeting with the other staff to square away any editing or fact checking they needed. The space I was assigned in what near the graphic artists. My office was small, but it was great. It worked for me. I was able to meet a number of interesting people, but my mind still wondered to the way Mr. Evans looked at me. At that point, I suspected his attraction to me, but I shook it off as being a silly notion.

That following week, the notion wasn't quite as silly. Mr. Evans and encountered each other again. This time in the break room while I was having lunch. I've always been a late eater and because everyone else at between 12 and 1, I was in the break room alone at 1:30. Standing near one of the microwaves, I began to hum and swivel my hips as my pasta finished warming.

"I see you don't like to buy from our food court," I turned around scared and nervous from the voice I heard.

"Oh, I usually cook enough for dinner and lunch the next day. Believe me on my lazy days, I'll be in there with the rest of them," I said turning around.

I felt him come closer to me. He was standing directly behind me and that intense gaze was back burning a hole in my back. He then moved to the side of me and opened the second microwave.

"I hope you don't mind me joining you. I usually bring my lunch as well," He said.

"No Mr. Evans, I don't mind at all," I said looking in his face. My food finished and I grabbed it and took a seat at the nearest table. He soon followed me. He sat in the chair right next to me at the round table and I could smell his cologne. It was hypnotizing but I refused to let him see my attraction. I nervously began to eat and he noticed.

"Do I make you nervous Ms. Jones," He said.

"No sir, I'm still a little shaken from that scare earlier," I lied trying to steady my hands. He watched my face for any sign and smiled to himself. He heard the microwave ding and walked back to his food. That helped me relax a bit. The tension was hardening.

He sat back down and I could smell him again. I couldn't take it. I was going to speak but he started first.

"So how are you liking it so far," He asked. This kind of question I could do. I was happy his focus was off what I was feeling.

"It's wonderful. I'm really loving the work and the people. That's a rarity," I said.

"Well I am glad. I try to make an environment that my employees can enjoy," He said.

"It's working. It really did shock me that you were so hands on in the interview. That you personally interview employees and get to know them," I said.

He looked at me and smirked. "What makes you think I wasn't just giving you special treatment?"

I looked up shock written over my face. "I don't understand why. I don't think I believe you."

"Ms. Jones, I run a successful business, I may screen some resumes and look at some graphic work if something sticks out to me from interviewees, but I never interview," He said.

"Then why did you interview me," I asked.

"Because I was curious. The way you wrote your cover letter stuck out to me, so I looked you up and from seeing you, I had to meet you. You are very intriguing," The last sentence said with his face closer to mine in a whisper.

By instinct, I moved back and looked him in his eyes for any sign of teasing. I shouldn't have done that because all I got was a panty dropping gaze. Between his stares and his smell, I wasn't going to make it, so I had to cut this short.

"Mr. Evans if you hired me for any other reason than I'm the best candidate. I suggest you let me go because I don't want my business integrity compromised."

He laughed. "Ms. Jones, I hired you because you are the best. Your work is amazing like I said. The fact that I'm intrigued and attracted to you has nothing to do with that."

I immediately stood. "Mr. Evans, I know I am just beginning here and may be a little naïve. I can't deny that I am attracted to you, but anything further than these little confessions ae highly inappropriate. I will try very hard to keep my distance from you," I said.

He stood and was kissable distance from me. "What if I don't want you avoiding me," He asked.

"I don't think the other employees or HR would appreciate that sir."

"I'm the boss here. I'm HR. I don't plan on sexually harassing you. I just want to get to know you. Anything sexual between us would be out of this office and on your own volition."

"So you're that confident that I'd give in to you. You are a hot and tempting man and I bet all the girl swoon by those words."

"Don't be mistaken Ms. Jones, I don't want every woman that wants me. I'm a man with certain interests. I don't go after any woman I don't want. I just want to get to know you. I'm just saying that if more happens, it would be on your own account, not mine."

"What if I don't want you getting to know me? What if I don't want to know you?"

"If you told me that, I'd leave you alone, but the way you look at me and the way I make you nervous shows me you want to know me and the way you continue to entertain my advances shows me you want me to know you."

"Very slick observation. I'm not as simple minded as you may think I am. I'm very much aware that you can have quite a bit of hold on women. I see from the way people talk about you here."

"Believe me Ms. Jones, I've never thought of you as simple. You are quite powerful and something about you is pulling me in. I've never wanted to get to know any woman and I've never wanted a woman in this office."

"I have a hard time believing that. There are many women here who are beautiful."

"And I've never wanted them. You are quite interesting. Don't be mistaken, I like my fun and I like to explore what's new, but there's just something about you and I'll find out what it is sooner or later Mercedes."

He back away from me, "I'll see you later," He said throwing away his empty bowl and leaving. I shook myself out of my haze and threw away my items. I left that break room fully intending to get to know Mr. Evans. This little teasing game he was playing was going to be interesting. I walked by his office and stuck my head in the door.

"Let the games begin, Sam." I backed away watching the smirk appear on his face. "Let the games begin," I muttered walking to my desk.

I love flirtations. I'm not sure where exactly this will go or when I'm going to introduce the other characters, but I'm sure they'll be having lunch together often and some truths will be revealed soon. Until next time…