He was tall with long, black hair. He wore a suit, and he wore it well – it was tight-fitting and hugged his lithe body. He was talking heatedly with another man in a suit near a door marked "employees only." As Molly watched he laughed and patted the other man on the shoulder, and then turned and made to walk away – but then he caught her eye. She suppressed a squeal – she didn't know why, but she would have squealed if she hadn't made the conscious effort to stop it – and looked away. She was near the eggs now, so she focused on them.
She felt more than heard his presence behind her, and her whole body froze. She felt like a shadow had just descended on the entire aisle. Who was this man and why was he standing behind her? She suppressed the urge to turn around. She didn't know why but the idea of turning around was terrifying to her. Well, she did know why – he was incredibly attractive and he was close to her. She wasn't very good with attractive men. She wasn't very good with men in general. Finally she heard him – heavy breathing, in and out, slow, rugged breaths.
*This is a dark billionaire romance short story which contains some very steamy love scenes. It is only appropriate for mature readers age 18+.