Admire

"I have to go now," I declared She let go of my hand and got down from the desk, I heard an employee say something. I relaxed my ear to hear it.

"Wow, Lucinda is just a goddess. Barbie is no longer crying. I wonder what she told her." I smile upon hearing this and head out.

I walked into the office and began to slowly walk to Ralph  I stood in front of him, looking at his face. I move my face closer to his, looking at his beautiful face.  His perfect nose and beautiful jawline, the diamond earring in his ear making his face shine as he sleeps, I wonder why he wears earrings, although he is not a gangster.

I continue scrutinizing his face when his breath hardened and he breathed into my face. His eyebrows rose and fell, and suddenly he opened his eyes and stared at me with his big green eyes, I try to remove my gaze, but I can’t.

"Why are you staring at me? Were you admiring me?" he teased, rising from his desk as he gave me a killer smile.

"I wasn’t staring." I mumbled

"What's the big deal if you say the truth or am I too handsome for your liking," he said, flexing. I didn’t know he could flirt like this. I look away, avoiding his gaze.

"Have you eaten?" He asked, staring passionately at me.

"No, I haven’t," I muttered. He grabbed my hand and led me outside the office.  I felt a tingling sensation in our hands. I have never felt this way while holding hands with him before. Maybe because I didn’t realize I had a crush on him, his hands were soft and warm. We walked into the cafeteria holding hands, and the tingling sensation in our hands didn’t go away. The employees stared at us as if we were dating, and I started blushing unknowingly.

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They both settled down on the chair, and Ralph ordered the food they would be eating and looked at her. She looked at her hand and stared at him with her face red.

"So what are we going to do now that Mr Jones is dead and we don’t have a demon horn anymore," Lucinda asked. He sighed and locked eyes with her.

"I don’t know what we are going to do yet, but I know after the funeral we are going to decide what to do." He said this, and she gave him a hesitant smile. He didn’t smile back.

"Mr Jones is dead and you are smiling. Don’t make me break your face," he remarked, and she chuckled.

"I am just trying to be cheerful. I found out something." He leaned in closer to her, breathing on her face, to hear what she has to say.

"What did you discover?" he asked softly.

"I don’t think Barbie is possessed. I talked to her this afternoon, and she was just like any other helpless girl. She wanted to quit the job that you physically abused her.........