No more stitches to mend!

e's

in five minutes time. The conference room has been

y." I sigh behind my desk while massagi

ore walking out of my office on

inson?" I ask with

alls which tells me exac

n't do so any longer so without wasting even

myself. Although it's been close to a month since her unexpected return, I had made it my goal to avoid her not only due to her ne

d him and few seconds later the door is p

still sounds very melodious like it used to but I make no attempt to look at her. " And your stil

e my love...you know my smile is one i

es. "Narcissist." I audibly whisper and wait for a smart ass reply but it doesn't come. Ins

d open my eyes but my breath hitches when a face appears before mine. "Aren'

s surrounded by long and thick lashes reflect a hint of curiosity, not forgetting a small b

on avoiding me?" She pouts and tilts her head a little making he

ay from my face so I

and I feel myself flush from the imag

ore so you must behave!" I scold her b

leans on my desk with her hands crossed, completely ignorin

know and in her place is a lady with an hour glass figure with flesh in all the right places. Her purple fitting gown tha

anicured hand Infront of my face which

s and I'm about to scold her when my office door

ett's

and not the little girl he got used to seeing." I cha

his company's building, straight up to his office in his priva

fice. I feel bad for putting him on the spot but I had thrown any little se

face softening. He bows and push

eyes are fixated on the man behind a wide Office desk who is

my eyes rest on spotless appearance. Not a single hair is out of place f

down as I approach his desk with my heels m

ce i relax once I realize he hasn't changed one bit. But I can't

esn't stop me from annoying him as I usuall

es on me about being a proper lady when I notice

!" I groan quietly