Hello! Since yesterday, I have more followers and more reviews so I also want to thank those people! I hope you are ready for chapter 4 because from this chapter on there will be more tension and some SasuSaku.
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He guides me out of the office to the parking lot. I turn to him, trying to free my hand out of his grasp: "U-um, my car is right there." I point at a space at the back of the parking lot, intending to go to my car. "You don't need your car, I shall drive. Besides you don't know where we are going to eat." Instead of taking my hand in his again, he puts it at the end of back, pushing me forward to his car which seems to be a black Maserati GranTurismo. Whoa, that car looks amazing and so expensive. I really do not want to know the price of it.
"She is beautiful, isn't she?"
"She?"
"Yes, my car."
"Oh! Right!" I didn't know he considers his car as a female. "Yes, she is." He smiles at my stunned reaction and opens the passenger's door for me. When I climb in the car, he hovers over me to put my seatbelt on. Does he really think I can't do that myself? I am not a little kid any more. I soon forget my anger when I feel that his body is so close to mine. I can even smell his perfume. Whoa, he smells deliciously masculine. Unfortunately I can't enjoy his smell and presence long enough when he closes my door and goes to the other side of the car. He climbs in the car, puts on his own seatbelt and drives out of the parking lot. The first 10 minutes of the ride, there is a silence in the car which makes the yet uncomfortable situation even more uncomfortable. So I decide to start a conversation.
"Where are we going to eat, Mr. Uchiha?" He turns his head to me for a few seconds and smiles. Did I say something funny or do I have something on my face?
"You'll see. But please call me Sasuke. We are not at work right now." I nod but we don't speak for the rest of the drive.
Fifteen minutes later we arrive at another parking lot. Strange, I didn't know there was a restaurant in this building. I thought it was an apartment building for riche people. He opens my door, takes my hand and pulls me out of the car. He closes his car and puts his hand again at the end of my back while he leads me to the elevator. Every time he puts his hand at my back, I feel a certain tension boiling between us and that tension grows when we are the only two people in the elevator. He enters a code in the elevator and at that moment I know that we aren't going to a restaurant… Which restaurant would need a code to have access to it? He turns around to me, his eyes darkening when he sees me standing in a corner. Did I mention that there is always a tension when he touches me at my back? Now, I can affirm that that tension has doubled and I feel like I can't think straight any more. I completely paralyze when he walks to me, puts one of his hands on my cheek, tilts my head up with his other hand so that my eyes could meet his. Oh boy, I'm paralyzed. I can't breathe and my heart races when his eyes go down and look at how I'm biting my lip to release some tension. His head comes closer to mine and I can feel his breathing on my skin, our mouths merely a few cm away from each other. I close my eyes because I already imagine his lips on mine…
PING
Suddenly, the doors of the elevator open and he releases me. I'm kind of disappointed at his reaction but I don't have much time to think about what happened in the elevator since he takes my hand and leads me into his apartment.