Unleash Me, Vol. 1 (Unleash Me, Annihilate Me Series) (37 page)

“
Have
a nice day,
”
I
said.

We stepped out of the elevator
together.
 
I quickened my step to
move ahead of him, but I could sense him behind me.
 
I could hear his footfalls.
 
I could feel his eyes on me.
 
With my briefcase in my right hand, I
ran my left hand down the length of my suit to make sure it wasn
’
t wrinkled when I
walked outside.
 
I pulled down my
jacket, combed my fingers through my hair, and shook it out.
 
I pushed open the door, and waited for
him to grab it behind me.
 
He didn
’
t.
 
When I turned to see where he was, I saw
him standing at the door with his hands in his pockets.
 
He was smiling at me.

I smiled back, and then, to my
horror, I collided with someone on the sidewalk.

My briefcase was knocked out of my
hand, and it fell to the ground with such force that it sprang open.
 
In the sudden suction of air, the extra
resumes I kept within the case were set free and started to swirl down Fifth.
 
The older man I walked into told me to
watch where I was going, and he walked away, annoyed.

“
Jesus,
”
I
said to myself.
 
I quickly started
to catch whatever resumes I could.
 
It cost a lot of money to have them printed on good paper.
 
Money I didn
’
t have to print them
off again.
 
I
’
d need them later when
I started to interview at restaurants.
 
“
I
can
’
t
believe this,
”
I
said.

The door swung open behind me.
 
“
We
’
ll
never get all of them,
”
I
heard him say.
 
“
But we can get some of
them back.
 
Here.
 
Let me help.
”

To my surprise, he jogged down Fifth,
where he weaved through the crowds on the wide sidewalk and picked up whatever
resumes were still within reach.
 
I
did the same.
 
As we finished, I
watched him stroll up the avenue toward me, several resumes clutched in his
hand.
 
On his face was a sheen of
sweat.
 
It was hot as hell outside,
but he was more than enough to make that heat feel like an icicle.
 
He looked like a God to me.
 
I couldn
’
t remember being this physically drawn to a man.
 
In fact, I
’
d never felt this way before.
 
I generally dismissed men.

“
Are
you OK?
”
he
asked.
 

“
I
’
m fine,
”
I
said.
 
“
Embarrassed, but
fine.
 
Thanks so much.
”
 
I took the resumes from him.
 
“
You didn
’
t
need to do that.
”

“
Apparently,
the guy you bumped into wasn
’
t
going to help you.
 
It was an honest
mistake.
 
Sometimes I don
’
t understand why
people need to be so rude.
”

“
This
day needs to end,
”
I
said.
 
“
Thanks again.
 
I appreciate it, Alex.
”
 
Feeling like an idiot, I closed my
briefcase, said a quick, awkward goodbye, and walked away from him, even though
I sensed that he was about to say something to me when I turned to leave.

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