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I cross my ankles as I wait for the elevator to arrive, I fix the hem of my dress as the elevator door opens and my eyes lock with the man in the very back, Nayel. Our eyes meet and a mischievous smirk appears on his lips, memories of this weekend flood through my mind and my cheeks start heating up. The elevator was filled with 4 other people, I was hoping no one would notice the color arising on my face.

I step in smiling at my fellow colleagues muttering quick hello's and how are you's before making my way to the back to stand next to Nayel.

"Good Morning Mr. Nayel," I say in a professional tone but my eyes were looking him up and down.

Nayel was smirking, licking his lips, "Good morning Maria" He keeps his tone flat so no one notices something is up with us.

"Your coffee sir," I say handing him the coffee our fingers brushing sending chills down my spine.

"Why thank you" Nayel smirks, his eyes go wavy with lust a look I know all too well.

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