Stalked by the Recruiter (Obsessed Alphas) by Mayra Statham

Author:Mayra Statham [Statham, Mayra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-10-10T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 8

CARMEN

Nerves were a bitch.

My knee bounced as I stared at my phone, Andres’ text on my screen.

Andres: Something came up. Have to stay in my office late. Sorry!

Logically, I was overreacting. No one had seen me. There hadn’t been a soul out when I slipped out of his house and rushed home. Not even a car. I was being ridiculous.

But after changing out of the shirt I had accidently taken from his place and rushed back to work, I couldn’t kick the feeling someone was watching me. That someone knew exactly what I had done in Andres’ bed. I couldn’t shake the nerves even after he texted me. I walked home alone after work. My overactive imagination fully expected the cops to be at my place.

But there hadn’t been anyone or anything.

The doorbell rang while I sipped chamomile tea on an empty stomach, trying to calm my nerves. I jumped out of my skin. I was a terrible person. I had entered someone’s home without their permission. And then I’d… masturbated on their bed!

Who am I? Who does that!

Guilt ate at me while fear crept up the back of my neck and held me in a chokehold. But I couldn’t get myself to regret it. Not when the excitement of it and the fantasy of Andres was so crystal clear in my head. Stitch barked and went running through the house to the front door.

The doorbell rang again, and I stood, sure I’d been caught. My beautiful dog looked at me, his head tilted like he was wondering why I wasn’t moving faster. I made my way toward the door like I was a dead woman walking, almost positive it was the cops. They’d come to take me in for lewd acts and breaking and entering. Dramatic much? I opened the door. I wasn’t sure I was relieved it wasn’t the school police but Andres, standing there with an apologetic look on his face. Stitch barked again, poking his face between the door and me.

“Hey.” Andres smiled and bent down. “Nice to meet you in person, Stitch.” My dog barked again, enjoying the head rubs Andres was giving him. “Hi.” The guy of every dirty fantasy I’d been having looked up at me. “How are you?”

“Good. Umm, you?”

“Good. Finally off work.” He shrugged before standing up. Sensing he wasn’t going to get any more attention, and that Andres wasn’t a threat, Stitch ran back to his spot in the living room. “Sorry about not being there after work. I had a video conference meeting that could have been an email,” he explained out of nowhere.

Like he genuinely felt bad for missing our walk home. His eyes caught mine, and all the nerves and fear melted away. My shoulders dropped and relief washed over me. Somehow, like he was in tune with my emotions, Andres closed the space between us, crossing the threshold of my house for the first time. The tips of our shoes bumped, and when his hand rose up to touch me, I didn’t flinch.

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