Stephen's Pov
As I entered into the bar, I met a few workers, but I didn't want to give one of those stupid motivational speech, so I choose to speak with each of the employees separately. With that, I could get more understanding of the working environment.
As I entered my cabin, the staff came one by one. As each person left, I was expecting Diya as the next person. What is this stupid feeling. I spoke with almost 20 staffs now. My excitement increased all of a sudden. Now I understood that weird nervous feeling from morning.
Diya knocked on my cabin. I told her to come in. I felt like a baby eating ice-cream from the first time. It felt so good just to see her. But her piercing look gave me chills.
As she started speaking, I was drooling over her lips. Those lips will feel so good on mine. Oh fuck. Control yourself Stephen, I told myself. She was addressing me with respect. I did not like that. So I interrupted her and told her to call me Stephen. I did not give this freedom to any other staff that walked in today. It felt like some other version of me is sitting opposite her. I asked her to describe her work. She was giving a polite but usual reply. There was a silence between us. I was out of questions. I think she knew that. "If the conversation is over, may I go back to the bar?", she asked. Without even thinking, I asked " Not yet, I have one last question, Are you single?, I blurted out.
Why the hell would I ask that?. What was I even thinking?. How stupid could I be?. I looked at her. She seemed mortified. Those were the most stupid stuff that came out of my words. Of course, she is hot. Her curvers are to die for. She looked like a goddess that men would go to war for. But that doesn't mean I can be this blunt. Also, do I want to date her?. "Don't be surprised. I just heard a lot of people are dating one another at this place. It's against the company policy". I tried to mange myself here.
"No, I'm not dating anyone", she answered with a weird tone. She must have thought of me as one of those jerks preying on women. But my tongue wouldn't hold itself. "From this workplace?", I blurted out again. I should slap myself. Why is my brain not working today?.
"I'm not dating anyone", she said that again. I gave her a nod. "You may leave Diya".
As she left my cabin, I felt like killing myself. I have never been like this with any woman.
The day passed by quickly. I met all the staffs. Every time I had chance, I peeped through the window from my cabin, which gave me a perfect view of the bar, of Diya. She looked hot with those dim yellow lights. I would make love to her all night right here, until she couldn't walk. Damn Stephen, you're screwed, I thought to myself.
I was doing my stock checking and didn't notice the time. When I finished the work, it was 10.45. I peeped through my window again, to see the lead bartender, whose name I forgot already and Diya cleaning the bar. I turned off my laptop, packed my stuff and went outside. They were about to leave.
"All done?" I asked her, wanting to hear her beautiful voice, but instead that stupid lead bartender replied. I wanted to tell him shut the hell up so bad, but I don't want to be disrespectful. Diya left to the staff room, without even looking at me. She might think of me as a jerk.
The security saw us walking out and locked the whole place expect the staff entrance. It's been 5 minutes now, and Diya is not yet back. I was waiting for her, not that she asked me, but I wanted to.
When she came out, she was wearing the same pink top that she was wearing this evening. It gave away a little of her cleavage. She looked so sexy without even trying. As I was standing near my car, she walked past me, ignoring my existence. Ouch, it hurt.
"I could drop you", I shouted all of a sudden. It's so dark today, and I don't want my woman to be unsafe. My woman?. Do I feel attracted to her?. Yes. I have felt attracted to many women in the past. But this time it felt different. I wanted to lock her in my eyes and look at her all the time. She looked beautiful.
"Thanks Mr. Roberts, but I just live 10 blocks from here. I don't need a ride for that", she replied, still not looking at me.
"But, it's dark and unsafe for a beautiful lady like you to walk alone", I stepped near her. She looked more pretty now.
"I know most people from this neighbourhood, Mr. Roberts. It's safe", she replied. She hates me. I can feel that. But I wanted to change that. I wanted her to love me.
"You know most people, but not everyone. Also, I would love to be called by my first name", I tried my best.
"Ok Stephen, but I know my way around ", she walked away from me. I don't want her to go. I grabbed her hands and pulled her towards me.
We were inches apart. Her lips were so close to mine. I wanted to kiss her so bad. I wanted to taste her completely.
"You may live even one block away from here, but I don't want you to be unsafe. You never can predict what's coming", I said holding her hands. To my surprise, she didn't protest. May be she likes me too.
" Diya ?", I snapped at myself. If she continues to be silent, I would most definitely kiss her right now.
"Yeah.... Ok... I will accept your help", she stuttered, without looking away.