THIRTY EIGHT

JASON

The sight of Elizabeth was driving me crazy… hell the mere thought of her was enough to send blood rushing to my lower region, I was a gentleman but not where she was concerned. She had me stuck in the eye of a needle but was blissfully unaware and ignorant of it, which did nothing placate my aches.

I had tried avoiding her for these past few days by staying at the office till it was late and even visiting the club to check on their progress, something I delegated to Caleb, my assistant but even her scent lingered everywhere in the house.

She must have noticed my ever grumpy mood and always kept her distance most of the time. Today was no exception, I was thinking of her and barely concentrating on the report in front of me. It was like a disease that I wanted to rid myself of but every time I would imagine some scenario in my head and think of what she would say too.

“Jason Rodrigues, you are going crazy” I muttered to myself, shaking my head repeatedly.

“it is quite obvious yo