Because he hasn't shaved, he has that scruffy aspect, which gives the impression that he is more at ease. A military cut is given to black hair, but the top is allowed to grow out longer. A sufficient amount to allow you to run your hands through... At this moment, I will stop fantasizing to prevent myself from drooling.
You'd think I'd never been in the presence of a guy before, wouldn't you? It's embarrassing how easily my thoughts and eyes may approach him. And I was gazing a little too intently since Stuart tried to hide a chuckle by clearing his throat when I did it. Jerk.
"I hope you both had a wonderful day. I'll see you later, you lovely thing." He gives me a wink as he moves away from me.
If I didn't know any better, Rohan snarled at Stuart, which caused Stuart to smirk more as if he knew something, which prompted me to believe that I did learn something.
"Already on a nickname basis, I see."
"Yeah. The attempt is being made to get under my skin. It's not going to work, unfortunately."
I give Stuart a flirtatious smirk while narrowing my eyes at him. Mock indicates his answer to me by lifting his hands in a surrendering position and purring almost the entire time. Yet he maintains eye contact with Rohan the whole time. "As expected. You needed the presence of another person in your life to liven things up a little bit.
I smirk and roll my eyes at the same time. "We both know I need something a bit spicier than that." Oh my God, it's like having a younger brother. He has my favor.
After loading my gear into the back of the vehicle, Stuart will stroll over to the passenger side door and open it for me. While he smirks at Rohan, I know he is touching my back. I am sure that I heard a snarl of reaction from him. This causes Stuart to let out a loud chuckle before retreating further away. Boys, really.
"It's all yours, fella. Ensure she has access to all the images, and try not to be too intimidating."
After approaching me stealthily, Rohan stretches over me to unlock my door, pinning me between his arms. He turns his attention to Stuart.
"I got this."
As he makes a tiny bending motion toward me, I can feel his breath near my ear. "Now that I have you, what shall we do first?"
My entire body began to tremble, and I felt warmth rising from my lower stomach. Oh my. I responded by humming a response of some kind.
As he opens the door for me, he laughs at the remark I gave him. It is impolite to gaze at someone if they are being petty. Get a grip!
Oh, sh*t! I am completely filled with anxiety. This guy is totally out of my league, and I do not have the necessary level of expertise to engage in a flirting game of this nature. Yup. Before I make a fool of myself, I must return the conversation to a more professional level.
While I was fumbling about with my camera, Rohan hopped in the car and leaned over me to fasten my seat belt. What happened? "I am perfectly capable of fastening my belt, Mr. Silvertone." I give him a sharp look with what I hope is a dissatisfied face, prompting him to give me a deep chuckle in response.
My entire body seems to respond with a thumping sensation whenever I hear his voice since it is so rich and low. My whole body is twitching for more of Everything he says because of its effect on him.
"Just making sure you're safe is all."
During the ride, he goes out of his way to ensure that his arm comes into contact with mine at every moment. My mind is in a state of high alertness. Even though he is not my direct superior, my entire body reacts to him. I must constantly tell myself he is a customer rather than my boss. It is not an acceptable response. Indeed, I am in command of my very own body.
The truck's cab has settled into a peaceful stillness, enabling me to gain a handle on both my thoughts and hormones. The air is pleasant and warm, and it's good to take a minute to rest while someone else is driving. At the same time, the window is open, and some local station is playing in the background. I only have limited opportunities to indulge in this particular pleasure.
I can feel his eyes on me, so I quickly peek in Rohan's direction. Ha! I saw him looking at me for a moment.
"Someone told me once that it's not nice to stare."
After he has finished laughing nervously, he runs his hand through his hair, which is a movement that I want to imitate. "Just out of curiosity, what exactly is your backstory? After looking into your work, I am impressed with what I found. Your work with wildlife is stunning.
He was interested in my work. Oh. Well. Duh. After I assaulted him with the coffee, I wanted to make sure that he still thought that hiring me was a good investment of his time and money for his firm. I am currently working for him.
The remark, on the other hand, has piqued my interest. My passion in life is photography. I enjoy hiking and adventuring through nature, where I can find and photograph scenes that no one else would see. When I am operating at my peak, I say, "Thanks. That is my favorite part; I experience the greatest enthusiasm and creativity there. Get the right impression. Even I get a kick out of this. However, it provides a different level of excitement than photographing wild creatures going about their daily lives. Even though the compensation is lower, I do it because I enjoy it. When I'm out in nature, it's like I've found the key to unlocking the door to my true self, and it also helps me think of ways to become more creative. I couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. It is a beautiful plan for this weekend to hike in the woods and do some grounding exercises.
"And you, how are you? What inspired you to pursue a career in this field?"
His shoulders sag ever-so-slightly, so it's nearly impossible not to notice. Huh. This is not a favorable omen at all. "I can't help but feel a twinge of jealousy whenever I hear you talk about your photography. In all candor, the possibility Everything is connected to Everything else. And at this point, the urge to care for my people is far more important. Maintain your income and job security, and, of course, the satisfaction of your customers. It consumes my time, so I have nothing else I can feel as passionately as you about nature."
"All work and no play makes for quite a grumpy bear, huh?"
This makes him laugh heartily. "Oh, you don't even know half of it. However, I have to do it. I must watch out for my people. There is no wiggle room."
To operate a business, I first need to have experience in that capacity. But I am aware that there must be some sort of equilibrium. That certainly appears weighty. I rarely converse with others since I like to keep to myself due to a lack of time. But striking a balance is the key. In such a case, you are likely to run out of steam. Or, you may become such a grouchy bear that when someone spills coffee on you by mistake, everyone around you looks like they are waiting for a bomb to detonate.