We sat there at the bar, our cocktails in hand, discussing work. The Swamp was a local bar we went to when we needed to relax from a stressful day, and today was definitely one of those days. “I can’t believe he left you with all that damn paperwork. Mark is the worse boss ever.” Nikki rolls her eyes and takes a sip from her martini. She clinks her long fingernails against the glass in her hand. “I can tolerate the paperwork. It’s the constant lurking around my desk that I hate. He’s so creepy.” “I see the way he looks at you. That man probably goes home and rubs one out every night thinking about you.” Nikki makes a hand motion in the air, which gives me a visual of Mark jerking off. “You’re disgusting,” I say, as we both start laughing. Nikki’s eyes suddenly pop wide open as she looks across the room. She damn near knocks over her drink trying to point to something. I turn to see what she’s staring at in amazement. “Shit. Is that Raven Black?” I turn in my seat to get a better look at him. “Yes it is, and he looks fucking delicious. I bet you that boy sees more pussy than a veterinarian.” …show more content…
He’s the quarterback for the Tennessee Pythons, and his team kicks serious ass, or so I’ve heard. I haven’t seen him since senior year in high school. It’s been like five years. Not that he would remember me. I was shy and awkward back then. Boy, do I remember him though. He sat next to me in science. I remember him so well because that was the one class I couldn’t pay attention in since I spent most of it looking at him. He was gorgeous then, and he is gorgeous now. I couldn’t peel my eyes away. He stood by the entry door with his beautiful tanned skin and perfectly shaped fohawk. I swear, with that body, there wasn’t a place on him that I hadn’t dreamt about