Out of Nowhere

picked up her bag and walked over to the elevators. By the time Vicky arrived at the elevators she had gotten so worked up that she was beginning to feel overwhelmed. On top of that she had all these past-due notices.  Vicky had been counting on this overtime to help her with her bills.  She was also planning to get a car so she wouldn’t have to take the bus this winter. She hoped this “policy” wasn’t going to become the norm.  Right now, it took more than two and a half hours to get from work to the daycare and back home.  When Vicky stepped onto the elevator she didn’t realize that there were tears in her eyes.  After she’d gotten on and the doors closed behind her all she heard was a strong and soothing voice asking her “what floor”?  When she looked up she saw the most beautiful man she’d ever seen.  He had sandy blonde hair and amazing green eyes.  You could tell he worked out because his jacket was thrown casually over his shoulder and you could see his muscles through his shirt. He looked strong and very well built.  He was probably a little taller than Joshua Jones.  Joshua was a beautiful man with a cocky demeanor.  This man was even more beautiful but exuded confidence.  Those eyes were looking at her like they could see clear down to her soul.  He’d looked at her with concern after realizing she’d been crying.  “Is everything ok Ms”? Vicky tried to get herself together.  She wasn’t sure if it was pride or always having to take care of herself but she quickly wiped away her tears as if she hadn’t been crying, squared her shoulders, and smiled “Everything is fine”.  When Vicky started to tell him lower level their eyes met and held.  She felt more than a spark between them.  It was more like a lightning bolt.  Her breath was caught in her throat.  For a couple of moments the tension crackled in the air.  He looked like he wanted to say more but just nodded and pushed the lower level button. Jason wanted to ask her name.  He was sure it was out of concern.  By the time Jason made up his mind to ask her they’d reached the lower level.  Once the doors opened Vicky bolted towards the exit doors.  Jason didn’t know why but he felt like he’d just missed an opportunity.

Vicky moved as fast as her legs could carry her.  Men were trouble and she didn’t have time for trouble.  The man on the elevator made her mouth dry and her knees weak.  He’d looked like he was going to say something to her.  She wasn’t even going to allow herself the opportunity to act on her crazy feelings.  Vicky headed for the exit doors but was forced to stop dead in her tracks.  It was raining.  Not just raining but it was coming down so hard it might as well have been a Tsunami.  Vicky just stared out the window and shook her head thinking that this was just her luck.  She’d have to walk to the bus stop in the rain and without an umbrella.  Could this day get any worse?

Chapter 3

While Jason walked to his car in the parking garage he couldn’t help thinking about what made the woman on the elevator look so distraught.  He hoped CkR International wasn’t responsible for it.  Who was he kidding it wasn’t like he hadn’t also noticed that she was drop dead gorgeous.  She had silky smooth skin that looked like warm caramel.  She wasn’t rail thin like most of the women he knew.  They typically exercised too much and ate too little.  She had an incredible figure. Her jeans hugged her body just right.  He loved a woman with a nice ass.  Her full lips looked very kissable entirely too kissable.  However, it wasn’t her beauty that stopped his breath.  It was her eyes. She had the most beautiful doe-shaped eyes he’d ever seen.  They were the deepest color of brown. Maybe they were black.  He couldn’t be exactly sure what color her eyes were but he did know those long lashes were sparkling with recently shed tears.  He had an irrational desire to want to fix whatever was wrong. The moment that their eyes met it seemed like time stood still.  He’d felt a sizzle he’d never felt before.  Was that the thing he’d been looking for? Jason shook his head.  He had been thinking so hard about his life that he must have created all of this in his mind.  No woman could possibly have such an immediate effect on a man.  He shook his head again trying to clear his mind of the woman and those crazy feelings he’d just had on the elevator.  It really didn’t matter anyway he was sure he’d never see her again.  Man, he was losing it.  It’d been a stressful day already reviewing budgets and gearing the teams up for the coming year.  Even thinking about another woman with things so up in the air with Bridget was asking for punishment.  He needed a vacation.

When Jason pulled out of the parking garage he saw the woman who had just been occupying his thoughts.  She was walking, no almost running in the rain with just her bag hovering above her head.  Against his better judgment something compelled him to pull over.  He couldn’t just drive past her.  Jason wasn’t sure why he was so concerned about her but he pulled the car up to the curb, honked his horn, rolled down his window “You need a ride?”. Vicky stopped mid-stride as she recognized that the driver was the guy from the elevator.  Her head told her to run and keep running.  Her inner voice told her not be stupid because its raining cats and dogs out here.  She was being crazy to turn down his offer when the alternative was to