My Bestfriend's Fiancé Book One

( Chapter 5)

My alarm went off , I thought i'd be at work early. I promised myself last night that I wouldn't say a word to Davon unless it's business.

Shit! why did I have to do that?

I put in a black body con dress and some red bottoms. I grabbed my pink Versace purse and walked out the door.

I quit getting the frappes because it only reminded me that IM getting fat.

I walked passed my co-worker Sheila , and greeted her as usual. I didn't feel the same , I felt like everything was changed ever since I laid my lips on his.

I opened my office door and slammed it. I was kind of angry because I felt like I messed up our business relationship. I will try to ignore him for now on.

A knock came upon my door , but I decided not to answer , it's nobody , but Davon anyway.

He knocked again .

I was getting frustrated

I marched over to the door and swung it open

"What!", I yelled at him then walked back to my chair.

"What's wrong?", he said slowly closing my door.

"Why are you always coming into my office Huh? what do you want from me Davon?"

"Uh first of all you're my boss, I thought id give you a heads up about work every morning but I see you don't need it!", he spat back.

"You know what Davon get the hell out of my office before you won't have any business to work on!", I said getting angry. He walked out slamming my door.

I felt used. You have a damn fiancé why are you always flirting with me and playing with y emotions dammit.

I sat back in my chair and let a tear slip out my eye. Damn was all I could say.

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I don't know what it feels like to be away from Davon , but it's not a good feeling right now. I cried on my way home from work , I just want him so much. I was tired , horny , and sleepy.

I didn't know what to do first , cry , or please myself. I'd rather have Davon to fuck my brains out.

7 weeks later

Davon and I haven't spoke to each other ever since. I still been dressing up sexy like it just felt right. I wasn't trying to entertain Davon any more fuck him. I've been currently talking to Freckleman on that type of level just to make Davon jealous cause I'm that petty.

I walked in my office with my sea green suit and my candy girl heels.

I always felt good , and sexy because I am.

I powered my lap top like I do every morning. I sighed long before I heard a knock on my door.

"It's open", I said typing my password in.

"Ms.Williams?", I looked up to see Davon standing there with two coffees in his hands.

"Yes?", I said annoyed , I really wasn't in the right state of mind to see or speak to him.

"Can we talk?", he said coming into my room.

"Not right now Davon a boss has to do a boss's work", I smirked.