I can feel his eyes piercing me, and I hesitantly meet them with my own. I’m not usually one for public displays, but here it seemed so natural that it didn’t make me uncomfortable in the least. Indian XXX Going through the door is like stepping into another world. You need to gather your things. Should I follow him? So let’s go-your car will be fine until tomorrow.” He rose and headed toward the door. Miss perfect at the door smiles as I rush out after him, almost as if she has seen this scenario before. I can feel his eyes piercing me, and I hesitantly meet them with my own. A suit clad wall that is at least a head taller than me and smells amazing. He takes me by the hand, and my bathroom needs are forgotten as he leads me to the nearest unoccupied couch. I pull into the drive of what really just looks like an abandoned warehouse and I start to have second thoughts. Luckily, it’s less than 30 minutes away…I’ve had enough driving for the week. I see his black suit jacket almost at the exit, and while part of me is wondering how he knew that I would follow, the other, less rational part of me just knows that I better hurry if I don’t want him
