You’d never really been one to care for much; placing all your energy into work constantly.
But that was until she joined: Caroline Ryde .
She was infuriating; or that’s what you’d tell yourself. She acted like she owned the place, despite only working they’re for a few weeks.
But with her good looks and charm, she has everybody wrapped around her finger. As if a spell had been placed over everybody but you .
It was like she was always trying one up you, and only you.
You pushed open the large doors leading to the rooftop. The cool air immediately hitting you; making you shiver.
Being a smoker, you’d come up to the rooftop every few hours to have a break. What was once a time to think about work, was now taken over by something completely different .
As you were stood against the brick wall, a cigarette in between your fingers. The sound of the door opening catching your attention.
She was now stood beside you.
You exhaled the smoke, staring off into the city, the sound of traffic filling the silence. Your mind desperate to ignore the body next to you.
As you were about to place the cigarette in between your lips, a pair of delicate fingers snatched it away; it now placed in between her lips.
What just happened…and why did you suddenly want to be the cigarette?!