"I mean yes I knew this would be one of your questions" I can feel my heart thumping in my chest. He said it as if it's the question he answered.

"Why is it so hard for you to answer the question?"

"Something did happened, but it wasn't sex. I realized you weren't yourself so I stopped" Oh. I wish I can fully remember. He's not saying exactly what happened.

"So why are you so nervous?" He takes a sip of his drink. I'm not even sure what's in his glass. I start on my food waiting for him to answer.

"Just know that I'm telling you the truth" He put his glass down after another big gulp.

"It doesn't feel like you're telling the truth" He gaze at me with a curious expression.

"Wouldn't you have known if I went in there?" I swallow some more and stop. The way he said that makes me feel arouse. I look away for a second then back at him. He still has that curious look on his entire face.

"How did it started anyways?" Yep I'm completely ignoring that question. He cock an eyebrow and I get the feeling it's saying, that's not the answer to my question, but I don't care. I barely know anything about him. Why should I tell him my whole life story, especially about my fast metabolism? He starts eating again.

"This is an uncomfortable subject for me. I don't wish to talk more about it" What? I take up my glass and make a few gulps. I can feel myself getting tipsy. How strong did this lady made this thing? As much as I feel to argue about it, I'm going to respect his decision, but I have another very important question.

"Everyone at work seems very normal like nothing strange happened. How isn't anyone talking about the incident that happened with me?" He's stops and makes a very deep exhale. Yes I don't know why I never thought about it before, but it's very strange how no one said anything about it. He leans back in his chair softly looking at me.

"Let me guess, another uncomfortable subject?"

"Your brother will better be able to answer that question" I frown.

"What are you saying? How would my brother-" I cut myself off and leans back.

"-So both of you do know each other more than the norm" I thought he was going to say he's the one that did it, now he's telling to ask my brother? What does my brother got to do with this?

"You know what? I'm tired of trying to drag things out of you forget it" He just start eating again without saying a word. I finish my meal and the drinks in silence and stand with a very heavy heart. He answered the first question that was bothering me, but I still feel like I got nothing answered.

He eats even slower than I do. He's still eating and sipping from that big glass. I walk off without saying a word to him. I stop and step back because my head feels a little light.

"Miss George careful" I hear his chair move and couple seconds later I feel his hands wraps around my waist.

"Don't fucking touch me!" Immediately he removes his hand. I feel so sad, angry and broken. I need my memories.

"I need my life back and you can't give it to me! You said you want to help me, but you're not! I'm lost! You said you want to help me but you can't even honestly answer my questions! Just fuck off and leave me alone I'm going home!" I step off without looking at him. I don't know why I drink that shit in the first place. Now I can't even walk straight.

I stop and look back at him. He looks...sad? He's looking at the ground, but through that sad expression he also looks like he's thinking. He looks at me, but did not bother to change his sad expression. I'm expecting him to be angry for using expletives at him, but instead he's looking like this.

Tears are forcing its way out of my eyes. I don't want him to see me cry. I'm a strong woman, but sometimes I'm tired of being strong. This situation is breaking me.

"I believe you know more than what you are saying and you keep shutting me out. I don't trust you, so I'm not staying here. I know it's for my safety,  but I don't feel safe with you so what's the point?"

I turn around and allow the tears to fall knowing that I won't turn around again.

"Why did you stop?" Is he crazy? I'm fully naked and he's right on top of me. I can feel his dick right at my entrance.

"It's just that you seem like a completely different person from the one I know you to be. Why did you seduced me?" I can smell his sweet breath and I want him even more. He always smells so good and it always turns me on. I can tell he takes care of himself. Even when he's not upset his voice is still so strong and deep. It's sexy and is making me even more horny.

"Don't I look good enough? Why are you stepping on this moment? Let me have this moment" Who would've known he has a secret room? This man, of course he would.

"Moment? So this is just a moment for you and nothing more?" What the hell more does he want? I just want to have sex.

"What else do you want? A serious relationship? Don't you have Diana and some more chicks for that?" He gets off me and I'm immediately starting to feel upset, especially that my walls keeps twitching.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Why is he putting his clothes on? I can still see his fucking dick sticking in the air.

"There is no way you are the same person as the one yesterday, something is wrong with you. I'm not doing this. I'm not going to be the one to take advantage of you" Wow he actually has some decency. He's not as fierce as I thought he was.

"You do it to women all the time" I smirk at him.

He chuckle humorlessly.

"You know nothing"

"I don't care. Are you really going to leave me like this?" I open my legs wider. He looks between my legs but quickly look away. He exhales deeply.

I smile.

"You know you want to" I rub his firm bicep up and down, and he stand.

"But I'm not going to. Put your clothes on" I feel like I want to fucking cry. I need this.

I grip the sheet so hard from frustration. I try to say something but stop when I feel myself spinning on the bed.

"Why is the room spinning?"

"What?" I hear him say.

"Ms George are you alright?" He sits beside me and he's spinning too. I grip the sheet even tighter.

"The room is spinning! Make it stop!"

"The room isn't spinning what wrong-"

"Please help me!" I start crying because this feels very uncomfortable and I feel like I'm going to die.

I feel his hands on both sides of my face and I feel myself drifting out.

I inhale deeply and open my eyes when I realise that they were shut. He's already standing in front of me with curiosity present on his face. My eyes meets his and a feeling that I've felt before develops in my gut.

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