Chapter Fourteen-Luc

A virgin.

“Luc, what are forecasts for this quarter?” Nico asks me.

I rumble through the numbers hardly paying any attention to them.

I don’t have to. I know this shit by heart.

Days have passed since I’ve talked to her, touched her. I know it’s fucking stupid.

I’ve been here every fucking day.

Holed up in my office like a snake in its den.

Waiting.

Watching.

Trying to catch up with what’s going on inside me.

She had day shifts all this week, so it was a little easier on me. But tonight is her first night shift and I’m all coiled up, ready to strike.

A fucking virgin.

This woman has me off fucking balance.

My pillow still smells like her. I wouldn’t allow the cleaning service to wash it.

The sheets were stained with her virgin blood, and I was so fucking tempted to keep them.

But that would be sick.

Still should have kept them, my inner voice comments.

I wipe my hand over my face. Maria is haunting my every moment.

Asleep, I dream of her.

Awake, I think of her.