Calvin pops his head through my office door, looking a little anxious.

What the fuck?!?

"What?!?" I bark at him.

"Um...I'm really sorry to interrupt but there's a young lady waiting to see you."

My head lifts to look at him like he's lost his fucking mind. "So what about, do not disturb me, don't you understand Calvin? Appointments only. Does this woman have an appointment?"

He stutters, fumbling over his words, "Well...well no but...but she---"

The glare I throw his way cuts off whatever else he was planning to say.

"S-s-sorry...so sorry." And he backs out shutting my door.

Fuck. My mood is shit right now. I told him appointments only and if it wouldn't be bad for business, I would cancel everything today.

I'm not in the mood.

And then I can hear a little commotion going on in the front office. 

What the hell man?!? Shit. Calvin obviously can't handle her, so I need to handle this woman myself.

Yanking my door open I stomp to the front. "Dammit Calvin can you please just schedule the wo---"

And just like that, I've lost my breath and can no longer form a speech pattern. And Calvin is panicked.

"Oh shit Solomon, I'm sorry...so sorry but Miss ah...Miss ah...," and his panicked eyes plead with Victoria, "Uh what's your name Miss?"

I answer him without taking my eyes off of her, "Her name is Victoria."

I glance over towards Calvin briefly but quickly slide my eyes back to her.

"Yes Miss Victoria, I would be happy to schedule an appointment for you."

"Never mind Calvin, I've got this.  I'll see her in my office." Standing aside I sweep my arm towards my office, allowing her to walk past me.

Closing my eyes as she passes by, I inhale her scent and just like that, I'm on fire. Her mere presence sets my soul a blaze.

Shutting my office door, I lean back against it, trying to keep some distance between us. I watch her look around and then take a seat on the leather sofa across from my desk.

Shaking my head, with a puzzled look, I finally speak. "Victoria, what are you doing?"

She stares in my eyes. "What the hell was that, Solomon? I wake up to an empty bed, yet again."

Still trying not to get too close, I go behind my desk and sit. Taking a deep breath, I watch her. I just don't know what else to say. I already told Victoria that I'm not right for her but apparently, she's not listening.

Before I can say anything, she starts, "OK Solomon, please just hear me out. You are the kindest, sweetest man I've ever known, and I know we connected on that island. Yes, we had fantastic sex, but we connected on another level too. I felt it and so did you, I know you did. I'm not sure why you now feel like you're not good enough for me because of some stupid piece of paper...but let me tell you something, Solomon, you are all the man that I want and all the man that I need."

My eyes widen in surprise and my breath catches. My hands grip the sides of the chair so tight, I'm pretty sure it's embedded with my fingerprints. I think I'm in shock and no words immediately come to mind. Victoria's words hit me like a sledgehammer...I'm all the man she needs? I'm the man she needs. Well fuck me.

She pauses for a moment, to watch my reaction and I'm sure my face registers the shock that I feel.

My eyes slide down to her hands. She is wringing her poor fingers to death. "So, I have a proposal Solomon," she takes a deep breath and continues. "Why don't we date? You know just go out, spend time together and have fun," and then she stops and locks eyes with mine.

"And no sex."