Fresh out of college and still unemployed, I found myself in a predicament when I was offered an interview by someone from my past. He was a classmate I had always secretly admired from afar. Standing at the same height as me, his slim build and golden locks were the epitome of my desires. But his arrogant demeanor had always kept me at a distance. Now, I would have to swallow my pride and face him in a professional setting. Little did I know, this interview would hold a surprise that would leave me breathless.
The tension between us was palpable as we sat across from each other. I could feel the heat radiating off his body, and my own pulse quickened in response. Despite my reservations about his cocky attitude, I couldn't deny the magnetic pull between us. As the interview progressed, I found myself lost in his piercing blue eyes and the way his lips curved into a smirk.
Before I knew it, the dynamics of the interview shifted. The power dynamic between us blurred, and suddenly we were no longer interviewer and interviewee. The chemistry between us was electric, and I found myself giving in to my desires.