Chapter 2
One night in the elevator..
After what had happened, I had thought it would be strange around my boss, but I wasn't. I even had to keep looking back at the meeting book to make sure the whole thing had even happened. But I am not complaining. This is good. Very good infact.
This week after that strange man's visit has been good indeed. Although boss's temper had run a bit high, atleast there hadn't been any of his lady friends here. His anger I can deal with. Inquires about his whereabouts are lot more difficult.
I gathered my purse, checked my desk again to see that everything was in order and walked over to the elevator. While I waited for it to arrive my gaze flickered over to his office door.
His mood had been extremely bad today. Specially when I went in to his office to take a dictation. Something had been bothering him too much… halfway through he had sent me away….
I stepped into the elevator, wondering what had I done to piss him off so bad.
"Miss Sinha."
I jerked my head up and realized my boss was in the elevator with me!!
How can a man of his size be so silent? Or was I lost too deeply in my thoughts?
Gathering my wits quickly I nodded at him and squeaked, "Good day sir."
I barely glanced at him and then stared away, although I knew he was looking at me. Don't ask me how but I just knew and that knowledge made me nervous. He has always frightened me a little, but right now… I wasn't frightened.. I was.. nervous.
The best strategy is to ignore everything.
And that's what I did until he made a strange moaning noise, then I had to look his way. He was looking sick, pale and haggard.
"Sir? Are you ok?" I asked alarmed and turned to fully analyze the situation, forgetting my earlier resolve to ignore him.
He had dark circles under his eyes and the skin around his mouth was drawn white from pressure. How Can I ignore him?
Hesitantly I leaned closer and repeated my ques. "Sir?"
He suddenly snapped his black eyes at me and hissed, "I am fine! Stay away!"
What?!! Definitely NOT the kind of response I was expecting!! "But-"
"I said, I. Am. Fine!"
"No! You are not! You look sick!"
He glared daggers at me and moved away, to the other end of the elevator, before he could speak again, suddenly his legs gave out and he sagged against the wall. Holy god! What's wrong?!!!
"OMG!! Sir!!! R you ok?!! What's wrong?!" Panicking, I rushed to catch him from falling, but he brushed me off by holding a hand up.
"NO! Don't. Don't come. I'll be fine." He tried to stand up again and almost collapsed to the floor.
Damn his stupid male pride!! I ignored his order and helped him stand up. Pulling one of his hands around my shoulder, and holding him by his waist I tried to walk to the front of the elevator and take out my cell.
In this struggle, somehow I ended up with my back against the elevator wall, his one hand around my neck, another around my waist and his body leaning heavily against mine.
I was so overwhelmed by this sudden closeness that I didn't even understand how we ended up with him supporting my weight, when he could barely stand himself.
I opened my mouth to say something but forgot everything when he brushed his face against my ear and slid down to the open v of my shirt, all the time breathing deeply. A deep zing of energy rushed through me and I closed my eyes.
I felt the elevator jerk to halt but really didn't understand what or how it happened. My senses were filled with the feel, tough and smell of him. My mind was could barely function enough to keep me standing and breathing.
I heard him say something but the words made no sense. I only heard his deep baritone voice and felt it sliding over my ears like silk, rubbing my insides… My skin burned as his hand lowly massaged my neck, my whole body ran on currents evolving from wherever his skin touched mine.
My skin burned cold as soon as he removed his hand from my neck and I finally heard what he was saying, "I told you to stay away…"
"I am sorry..?" I uttered in a breathless whisper, even though his hand no longer distracted me, his closeness was enough to scramble my thinking process... Enough to give my hands a mind of their own.
I saw my guilty hand rise to cup his cheek and my thumb caress his lips. STOP IT!! I am not telling you to do that!! My hand has a mind of its own!
Distracted by my hand, he moved away an inch and came out of the stupor long enough to say,
"You don't want to help me now do you?"
I didn't know what he really meant by this line. So I just remained silent and stared at my hand on his face, focused on the feel of his skin under my fingers.
Maybe this was the wrong response, coz he suddenly jerked away from my touch. Hitting the move button he leaned against wall farthest from me.
"Stay. Away."
This time I fully understood what he said and Obeyed. My mind is too numb to actually think on its own.
As soon as the elevator opened he stumbled out and almost fell down. Alarmed I almost repeated my mistake of getting close to help.
"NO!!" He yelled, stopping me in time. "Go call my driver."
For an instant I was torn between staying or going. Staying would do no good and going would mean leaving him alone, which I just couldn't do.
Thankfully some part of my brain started functioning again, I fished out my phone and walked away 15 feet from him. I called his driver and watched my boss struggle to sit up against the far wall, his eyes closed and mouth sealed shut.
All I think was- Oh god what is wrong with him!!??
Pretty soon the driver rushed in, grabbed him by his shoulders and dragged him past me. Both of the men didn't even glance back at me once while leaving.
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Next day>>>>
Singing along with songs always relaxes me, coz this way my mind is too busy to think too much about my boss.
It's not like I am obsessed with him. I managed to think while humming and singing lyrics to the song.
I did a mini waltz step as I checked my face-pack. Today was Sunday and I was giving myself some beauty treatment. After the stress of last night and sleepless morning, some soothing incense, relaxing long bath, slow music and cool pack to relax my frowning face is what I most definitely need.
Drifted over to the bath tub and sank into the welcoming water, picking up the day planner and setting the schedules for upcoming week. Have to keep my mind busy.
Suddenly the phone rang. Destroying all my peace.
Urrrgh!!! I hate tele-shoppers!!! How I hate them!! Disturbing me like this!!!
I have no friends, no relatives. No one calls me except for tele-shoppers and my boss. My boss doesn't call me on non- office hours so that leaves the tele-shoppers..
Angry at them, I barked into the phone, "hello!"
"Ah, Miss Sinha?"
Well SHIT !
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Edited by meggs - 15 years ago
