Atlas looked at Meredith dancing with the man and anger churned in his chest. He has never wanted to rip someone into pieces like he did at the moment. He saw the hungry look in the guy's eyes as he ogled her. It wouldn't take a genius to know the thoughts the man was having at the moment.
Atlas's blood boiled as the guy whispered something into her ears making her laughed. The guy looked like someone whom sprout stupid jokes and found it funny all by himself, but Meredith was also drunk.
She was wearing a short-fitting strapless black sequin dress that barely covered her bottom but accentuate her curves in all the right places together with her strappy lace up mid heels which showed off her beautiful long legs.
Her legs were long, smooth, firm and bare. Her hair was finally down her back and just like he had imagined she looked magnificent and completely different from the clumsy secretary he knew.
