| < I have a crush on my coworker - pt4 > |
I was about to finish work when I heard a loud sound, as if something just broke, like glass or a bottle. And who was working in the aisle with the bottles and packs of water and beer ? Alec, my hot coworker. I glanced at the alley and saw him.
- Shit, he said.
And that's what I thought. He had made a mess. Two pieces of what ware bottles of beer were lying on the ground and the liquid was all over the store's tiles. I walked to him and he glanced at me, he looked embarrassed.
- Do you need a hand ? I asked.
- Fuck, hi, yes. I just... I'm gonna grab some tissues.
- Maybe you'll need a broom as well.
- Okay, I'm gonna get it.
- I'll come help. I replied.
So he looked at me, and I mean his gaze made me nervous because we were never looking at each other that much. I smiled at him because it looked like he was stressed, maybe it was the first time he was breaking something, I don't know. But that was cute to see him like that. So we walked together, he tried to match my pace but we weren't saying anything to each other, because, well, we didn't know anything about each other. Also because he was so hot today that I couldn't bring myself to say anything. He was wearing a compression shirt, and he had switched his usual jeans to some sort of joggers, which were SO hot on him. His shoulders were broad, and his fucking biceps were even larger than I thought, or maybe it was because of the t-shirt. I couldn't help but fantasize about his body because it was the peefect type of body, it was also the second time I realized he was so much taller than me so all I was thinking about was him grabbing me and putting me on the kitchen counter. He grabbed the tissue and the broom and I held my hand out. I wasn't gonna watch him do everything.
- I'm gonna take the broom don't worry. I said.
- Thanks. He replied.
We then went to clean up his mess. I was bringing the pieces of broken glass together while he was pushing them with the tissue in order to try to wipe the beer he had spilled. Later we would clean with the machine, but I didn't have time now. I was finishing work, and it was not because he was super cute and the hottest guy I've been around that I was gonna finish later than usual. Once we finished, I saw a little piece of glass on the ground, which meant maybe a child could hurt himself over it or anything. So I crouched down and then tried to pick up the piece of glass before his hand grabbed my wrist. So fast I didn't even see him coming. His hand was so big my wrist looked ridiculous, he had veins on his forearm and that made me blush so much I wanted to go hide somewhere.
- Be careful, you can hurt yourself. He said.
- It's fine, I'm gonna be careful.
- No, don't do it with your bare hands. I don't want you to get hurt because of my mess.
- Okay, but I was just lazy to pick up the broom again.
- It's fine, I'll do it, but just don't.
He sounded really convincing. I didn't know how he did that. I glanced at our hands. He was still holding my wrist, and then he let go, almost blushing, or maybe he actually blushed. I'm not sure, because I got up to avoid his gaze. Maybe it was all in my head. Maybe he wasn't interested at all. Maybe I was just so into him that I wanted to believe something could happen between us.
- I gonnat go I finished my shift. I said.
- Are you working every Saturday ? He replied.
- Every Friday and Saturday. But next week I'll work the full week.
- Afternoons or mornings ?
- Afternoons. What about you ?
- I do afternoons usually. I do a whole day once a week. But we'll see each other then.
-Yeah, guess I'll see you on Monday then.
- Have a nice weekend. He replied and smiled.
- Thanks, you too. I said, and then left to grab my bag.
I glanced at him one last time before leaving, and he was already looking at me. I was trying to stop fantasizing about him, but it was so hard when every time I'm glancing at him he is already looking at me.
Anyway, I still fantasize about my hot coworker.