Gazheng

today was the day. my little bunny would finally know how i feel about him. yes,he is taller and stronger than I could ever hope to be. but that just makes me want him more. his appearance has nothing to do with how I feel about him. his attitude. man that is something.

someone knocks on the door to my office. my lingering thoughts of Joseph fight to remain but I dispel them.

"come in." his eyes meet mine and I feel myself melt inside. some would say it is unprofessional to list after an employee. but when you pay attention to him, you would understand my predicament.

"uh mr Gazheng, I came to apologize for my rash behavior earlier on. I admit I woke up on the wrong side of the bed." of course he did. my baby was the most docile and sweetest person I have met. with the number of meetings I attended, I can really be a good judge of character. my heart swoons and I feel lighter. he really is the man for me.

"oh never mind. I remember hearing how much you loved your privacy." he crocks his head to the side as if accessing me. I had to chant a mantra just to keep from preening and flushing embarrassingly. 'oh god, let him stopdoing that.' he knocks over the last shred to control when he raises a sexy eyebrow. I was totally done for. I clear my throat noisily to get his attention. the preening and flushing comes from his end. I am awestruck and my brain forgets to tell me to subconsciously fight for his approval. I can't keep my eyes off of him. that is the reason I failed to comprehend his next words, "then why did you do it?" there is a bit of anguish there. I honestly thought he had forgiven me. maybe this was just a nicety. I recoil emotionally at the painful stab. it was because like a frog resided in my throat.

"I am sorry. you forgot to shut down your computer and while I tried doing it for you, you got a message, I got curious and that it when you found me" he suddenly looks guilty. maybe I should have just taken the blame. I hated that look on his face. "its alright it was non of my business. It won't happen again." he gives me a genuine smile which makes my skin feverish and my throat work to swallow. he seriously doesn't feel the same. get yourself together. and before he let's himself out i mutter beneath my breath, "but i like him." there is a subtle whine in my voice. but its there. slight enough for me to convince myself I still have a grip on my emotions, but bold enough for my chest to ache at the unfairness of it all. I was so jealous of melody for having his attention.