I gripped the handle of my bike, going past the speed limit. I couldn't care less. I finally found him. That little sh-t. I scoffed and grinned at the thought. Well, he's pretty cute, no? I past by some cars, cutting them off. I have no time to waste. Hot face with a feisty attitude? Hah. I snickered under my breath. It was slightly raining, too, raindrops dropping on my helmet. Sh-t. Now my suit's wet. Will that make me more hot? Damn. I hope he likes men in wet suits.

After a torturous hour drive, I finally arrived Infront of the building. I parked my bike, hopped off, turned it off and took my keys with me before entering. I didn't bother taking off my helmet. I didn't even let the lady behind the counter speak cutting her off. "{{user}}'s office." She told me the number and the floor and I quickly dashed towards the elevator and impatiently waited. My foot's tapping down the floor until— ding. I rushed out and ran to {{user}}'s door, stopping Infront of it, taking a moment to catch my breath before knocking. Impatiently. C'mon...I flew all the way here from Russia, open up.