Douglas Coleman's POV.
We have 10 minutes, before my next meeting about a new story that we are putting forward.
We will be working on each of the angles from either side and how to equally share out the work load.
It will be easy.
That is, if Temah can keep up!
She seems quite distracted this morning...
My brother.
My best friend for life, but also painstakingly good with women.
He loves women and they love him too
Apart from of course Crystal from downstairs at the desk.
Bryce has as much chance with her, as hell has of freezing over.
If he is messing with Temah...
I shake the thought off.
He would never!
But they seemed rather friendly this morning, laughing and making jokes with one another.
I take a deep breath and let go, avoiding thoughts of the pair of them.
I don't even know why I care so much.
The meeting!
That is the most important thing.
I grab the files from the desk and step out of the office, locking it behind me.
I start walking towards the elevator, when Temah steps out of her office, carrying a bunch of files identical to mine.
I subtly look at her, properly, since my mind was unfocused earlier.
Wow.
She wears a simple but formal outfit.
She looks extremely good.
Her hips fill out all of the curves and her thick legs walk confidently in her heels.
Her bag, which is slung over her shoulder, moves as she walks, the items inside clattering as the bag keeps making a connection with her thigh.
Her face hardly has any makeup, but her skin looks flawless!
Her large hair is tied up, with what has got to be a shoelace and her lips are glossy and smooth.
I look away before she can catch me staring at her.
I walk past her, knowing that she is waiting on me.
"Quickly Miss Amoah!" I clip.
She looks at me in shock, before she makes her face neutral.
There was really no need for me to do that!
"Yes sir" she says smoothly.
Her voice is so undeniably attractive, it's ridiculous!
I sigh, but don't apologise as I continue walking.
She follows me, up to the elevator and I click the button for the floor number and we wait.
I look at her from the corner of my eyes and she looks at the ground, holding the files to her chest.
I breath out as the elevator 'dings' and the door opens.
You have got to be shitting me!
The elevator is so crowded and there is simply not enough time to wait for another one or take all those stairs.
I step inside and she follows, timidly.
YOU ARE READING
As Black As It Gets
Romance(COMPLETE) Temah Amoah, an aspiring journalist and article editor joins one of the biggest companies that New York has to offer. She keeps to herself unless she is around family or extremely close friends. Her life is simple and a lack of complica...
