Holt's Holding (Part One) - By A Dagmara Page 0,5

you I’m concerned of but him. He’s likely to pursue you just for sport.” Her voice sounded sincere and almost a bit sorry. Interesting.

“Julie no need to explain anything. As you said, he works a lot, as do I, so I doubt we will actually see one another? Well except when he makes coffee in the morning. Damn, that was about the best part of waking up today. Love me some coffee!” We both laughed.

“So you’re cool with him staying?” She asked, waiting patiently for my answer.

“It’s fine…no worries…and congrats on the job!” I did my best to ease her concerns. But, I was concerned. I didn’t even know him, yet my body reacted to him with such need, such intensity leaving me with one simple fact, it intimidated me.

“Thanks! I’m looking forward to my first assignment!” She sounded so young with all her enthusiasm.

“You’ll do great. Have a safe trip and see you when you get back.”

“Thanks Lil!”

I hung up the phone, and the music replaced the call, thru the speakers. Shit, now I have a male roommate for the next week. I guess the only good thing is that I work too much. Damn he was gorgeous. My mind adrift remembering his eyes, the way he looked at me, and how easily I got caught up in them. That heated draw ran straight to my core. Fuck. I was sure I was already wet with a mere thought of him. This was a problem in my book. A Huge fucking problem.

Julie was trying to warn me about him. He’s off limits, I had to remind myself.

Laughing, I almost entertained the idea.

Whom was I kidding? I was already aroused, and the idea was enough to make my soak my underwear. I was indeed attracted to him. There was something, eerily familiar about him. I can’t put my finger on it. I obviously felt drawn, yet my instincts seemed to scream at me, that he would be a monumental mistake.

Wow…clearly I need to put him out of my mind.

OFF Limits!!

I knew, I would be repeating those words a lot in the next coming days…or, I can just stay away from the apartment as much as possible. The bigger question started to pull my attention; how in the world was I this taken with him? I didn’t know him, and the brief encounter this morning, shouldn’t have produced anything more than a momentary glance his way; that should be quickly forgotten.

Damn it. He was my roommate’s brother. I never involved myself with anyone’s brother. Nor did I believe in anything at first sight. I wasn’t a romantic, if anything I was the complete opposite. My reputation was one I earned, and something I didn’t allow to bother me as I’ve been label cold, and my favorite, inaccessible. My reputation worked well for me. I liked my reputation, it kept most clear from me and only those who had the courage to come forth.

Now, here I was, not understanding how in the world he had me in such an unfamiliar place.

Maybe it was just being caught off guard in my home, that had me. Yes, that had to be it, along with the simple fact, I hadn’t been with anyone in some time now.

Sex…that was the attraction and need, which had me, wanting him like a schoolgirl.

It had to be.

I could fix that problem easily maintaining my rule, no friends’ brothers. However, his scent still lingered in my nose, as was the way his eyes barred into me.

Crap I’m in trouble.

I would need to stay away from the apartment as much as possible.

Suddenly, my state of feeling hungover was no longer a problem. Now it was the idea of Charlie staying in my apartment a full week.

Chapter 2

Shit. I think that has become my word of the day.

I ran into the office building waving a hello to Peter at the security desk. He was a kind older man whom always made my day. He always offered some type of wisdom when he thought I needed it. This seemed to be a lot these days.

Ugh, I seriously hate elevators today…Perhaps they are all conspiring against me? I laughed to myself.

I kept hitting the button, and nothing…of course six elevators, and not one when you freakin need it.

I stood, and anxiously tapped my foot. Ok, patience was undeniably something I lacked. Looking down at the marble floor, the scent rocked me. I knew that cologne, familiar, not like the apartment but very familiar…I just