Chapter 3 Back to the scene of the crime

Oh. My. Fucking. God. Torture that is the only way I can describe it absolute fucking Torture. On the plus side he clearly didn't recognise me which stung a little, oh who the fuck am I kidding it stung alot but it's definitely for the best I mean could you imagine after all the things I let him do to me that night. At least now I knew he didn't remember me I could at least try to do my job and act professional all I had to do now was keep it together in his presence which was way easier said than done.

The week was almost over I had actually survived my first week at piranha and with the way it started I didn't think I was going to last the day. I had also made friends with a guy called Marcus from the marketing team. He was a handsome guy tall and muscular although compared to James his build seemed tiny. He had dark brown hair that always seemed messy but more like he had purposely styled it that way Marcus was funny and I couldn't help but feel relaxed in his presence.

It was 4pm on Friday afternoon when Sandra and Marcus asked if I wanted to go celebrate the end of my first week, I knew I shouldn't but what the hell. I fired off a quick text to alli who I had managed to avoid all week 'meet at the club at 8 and yes I will tell u everything' I couldn't avoid her any longer and I knew I was gonna need a few vodkas in me when I told her this story.

"Eekk are u fucking kidding me" alli shrieked when I had finished telling her all the gory details "how on earth have you not had him over the desk, if that was me I would have.." I cut her off there. When it came to sex alli was extremely vocal and normally it wouldn't bother me but for some reason hearing all the things she would do to James given the chance bothered me it really bothered me, I was actually jealous. What the fuck was wrong with me they had never even met and I was jealous probably because I knew if James had had alli he wouldn't have forgotten her, no he definitely would have remembered alli she was impossible to forget with her long blonde hair and her perfect figure and legs that never seemed to end and to top it off she had the confidence. Me on the other hand I was the complete opposite of her I was usually quite shy until I had a few drinks that is. I know I'm quite pretty with long auburn hair and my figure is well its nothing to shout home about but it's fine and my legs do not go on forever, but when I'm next to alli I'm usually pretty invisible and that's usually how I like it. But the thought of being invisible when it came to James really didn't sit right.

After a few more vodkas I was on the dancefloor without a care in the world alli, Sandra and Marcus all hit it off to anyone looking they would have thought we had been friends for years. My feet were killing me so I decided to make my way back to the bar, when Marcus grabbed my wrist pulling me back "where the hell do you think you're going" I couldn't help but giggle as he pulled me towards him to dance.

James pov

After overhearing jennas arrangements to go to the club I couldn't help myself I sent a quick text to Vincent 'club tonight?' He was quick to respond 'hell yea see u there' Vincent was always up for the club.

I kept telling myself I just wanted to watch from a distance I wanted to know if she did this every week, take a guy home, drive him insane and disappear or even worse pretend she can't remember, I mean come on who's ego wouldn't be bruised with that one.

I watched her dance for almost an hour before it looked like she was about to leave. I was off my seat ready to follow her, that's when he grabbed her and for some reason my blood was boiling I wanted to kill him for even daring to lay his hands on what's mine. I shocked myself, what the hell was wrong with me she wasn't mine I had no right to feel this way I mean I barely knew the girl. I had spent the entire week keeping as much distance between us as possible. Yet here I am jealous of another man and all they are doing is dancing. Dancing and laughing and having a good time, did she laugh like that when she was with me FUCK I can't remember, and I definitely would have remembered that laugh.

I hated watching them it was driving me insane the way he looked at her like he wanted to devour her, I know that look that hunger it's exactly how I look at her. how fucking dare he look at her like that. Is she really oblivious to it does she not see the affect she has on him, the affect she has on me.

After a few more minutes of watching her dance way to close to Marcus for my liking I watched her head straight for the toilet. Before I knew what I was doing I had followed her and I was waiting furiously outside for her.

How fucking dare she act like she dosent remember me, how fucking dare she dance seamlessly with another guy right infront of me letting him put his dirty fucking hands allover her. When she walked out I had worked myself up I really don't know what the fuck came over me but before I knew it I had her pinned against the wall in a dark corner, pressed up against her I leaned into her neck savouring her glorious sent of strawberrys. Her breathing seemed to stop for just a second. As I put my lips to her ear "don't let him fucking touch you again, do you hear. I don't fucking like it and if you do let him touch you again I will fucking fire him. Do you understand" I felt her nod her head but she didn't say a word "good. I will see you on Monday morning 7am my office and don't be fucking late I'm not a patient man" and with that I stormed away leaving her stood there in total shock.

I was past caring that she was my employee. She was mine and if I couldn't have her I would make damn sure no one else would either.

Jennas pov

FUCK FUCK FUCK he did recognise me shit what am I going to do. When he grabbed me and pulled me into a dark corner I was shocked but when he pressed up against me all rational thoughts left my head I wanted him to touch me, I needed him to touch me and as his lips brushed past my ear just about ready to combust right then and there. His words didn't completely register until he left. I suddenly felt cold without his body pressing me against the wall. 'Don't let him touch you again' who, who had touched me 'I will fire him' who was he going to fire I was so confused what the hell just happened. I made my way back to my friends ready to tell them I was leaving when I saw Marcus. Shit did he mean Marcus had he been watching us dance, but he didn't touch me did he? Only to get me dance but it was innocent just two friends having a good time. What the fuck. Why was James watching me and why the fuck was he angry, one night stands wernt supposed to get jealous, were they?