Arya’s POV
My heart raced as the pair of legs kept standing without saying a word. What was this? I grabbed a broom thingy leaning on the wall. I glanced at the door and cursed. If only I was fast enough. Suddenly, those legs moved, and I raised an eyebrow. Hey, that seemed familiar.
“Chase,” I whispered. He finally came out of one of the toilet stalls. He was going through his phone and had a drink in his other hand. Was he drunk?
“Please don’t stop on my account,” Chase muttered, and when he looked up at me, he had a wide smile on his face. I thought as I stared at his face that He looked more handsome smiling. Seeing him smile did a bit to my head. It was at that moment that I made up my mind that beaming Chase was the best version of him that I loved. Then I remembered myself and snapped.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know you were there. I got carried away with the music.” I muttered as I played with a loose strand on the sweatshirt while staring at the floor. My face had gone red on seeing him. Suddenly, his brain backtracked on something. What was I wearing? A skimpy sweatshirt.
Immediately began to drag it down as it was showing my thighs in full. It felt like some alarm had been set off in my head. I screamed in my head. It was only now that I realized that I was dancing half-naked in a male bathroom at work.
“You know, you were fun to watch,” Chase said as he moved to the sink.
“I think I’ve missed you,” he muttered. I somehow heard him and resisted the urge to smile or run into his arms, but I knew I had to say something.
“Okay, I want to say something,” I said.
“What?” Chase raised an eyebrow at me.
I took in a deep breath and looked into his eyes. “I am sorry.” Chase put his hands in his pocket as he stared at me. He didn’t even utter a word, and that made me uncomfortable. “I know I have hurt you so much, but I hope you would find it in your heart to forgive me because I really goofed. I know I should not have…..” and so I went on babbling for the silence that has enveloped my heart. “I understand if you do not want to see me. I know you are avoiding me. So if you won’t talk to me again, that’s okay.” My the time I finished my speech, my eyes were on the ground, and my legs were drawing shapes on the floor.
I looked up at Chase and still did not say a word. I wanted the ground to open and swallow me up.
“I guess I’ll leave then,” I muttered, but somehow, I didn’t know when I also bumped into Chase on my way out, again. In that process, the dryer fell to the floor. I had some water on my arm from my damp dress. It rubbed on Chase and made his shirt wet.
“Oh my gosh! I’m so sorry,” I exclaimed in horror. I was so clumsy that I kept making the situation worse. I tried to clean his shirt with my hands, but I found out that I was making it worse. I might as well say I had ruined the shirt for him.
“It’s alright. It’s just a shirt, Arya?” Chase asked as he caught me. He looked into my eyes, and I instantly remembered that night he had together. I saw him at the conference. Hearing him use my name for the first time made me feel all mushy. My nerve endings were on fire as I felt his hands on my waist; my heart began racing, too. I stared into his eyes. I could see a ghost smile playing on his lips. He was still in a good mood, I observed. I smiled uneasily.
“I’m sorry for my clumsiness,” I said as I looked away. I couldn’t bear to look at him. His eyes were… captivating. “I have to go,” I said as I tried to wiggle out of his arms, but Chase stopped me. I looked up at him and feared what he would do next. It looked like He did have some other things in mind.
“Wait, you have to get me out of these,” he said, staring at his stained shirt. I had my mouth open as those words left his mouth. “Hello? Earth to Arya,” he said, smirking. I frowned at him. Chase knew he could charm every girl, and here I was trying to be the exception, but only to be just like the other girls.
“Oh, shirt,” I finally said. I hesitated a bit before I put my hands on the first button. My hands suddenly became so hard that I couldn’t unbutton his shirt. I kept trying, and when I looked up, I saw that he had a smug expression on his face. I resisted the urge to either roll my eyes or smack him in the face. After trying for the umpteenth time, the first button finally gave way, followed by the second. And that was how I took off his shirt. Immediately, it was off him, I drew in a breath. He was all muscle and flesh.
“Stay with me, Arya,” he said to me. I looked up at him, breathing hard. Was this real? Suddenly, Chase began moving. I, too, moved back. I looked at him to see that his eyes were on the swell of my breast. Maybe it was then that he realized that I was wearing that short sweatshirt with just my underwear on underneath.
I kept moving back until I hit the wall. I was cornered. I groaned at the way I would get out of this situation. I stared into his eyes and saw that his pupils had dilated. He was looking at me like a man would look at food when he is hungry. His eyes flickered from my lips to my boobs. He held me by the waist and leaned in. He was looking into my eyes, daring me to say no. I, too, somehow wanted to kiss his fully plump lips. I also wanted to know how he tasted. He teased my lips by grazing his with mine before he went to my ears. That act made me weak. By that, he had awakened a part in me that I thought never existed or had died. I was hot and cold at the same time.
“I have missed you,” he whispered into my ears. He nibbled on a part of flesh at the back of my ears. I leaned in more against him, breathing hard and fast. He sucked on my neck like a vampire who wanted to drink from my veins. I couldn’t resist. I tried to suppress the moan that was threatening to escape my lips, but it still didn’t cooperate. I let out a soft moan, and Chase pressed me deeper into him.
It was at that moment that I heard people talking. I pushed Chase away from me.