Revenge Plan Begins

Bella

It was lunch time after the awkward meeting with Bruce and Xander was annoyingly quiet. The coldness written all over his face wasn't helping either as we walked out of the office together.

“Please hold the elevator,” I shouted when he walked ahead of me. I couldn't run nor move fast in those crazy high shoes.

You didn't really think he held it down, did you? He didn't but I made it.

I was looking around the elevator for God knows what, holding one arm in the other nervously when my eyes hit something.

I bit my lower lip so I wouldn't say a single thing about it but I couldn't resist it and the words flew out.

“Your ehm—” I murmured.

He turned slowly to look at me.

I shut my eyes. “Your zipper is down,” I said as quickly as possible, just to get it over with.

A part of me really wanted to do it for him as I had imagined a lot that could happen in split seconds.

I opened my eyes and I saw him look down slowly. His hands moved in slow motion — at least that's how I saw it, towar