Erisha's heart had been drumming in her ears, when she had buzzed Treyton's penthouse.

What if he doesn't want to see me? What if he won't listen? What if he rejects me, like I did him?

Lost in her turmoil, she hadn't realised that Treyton's manservant was asking who was there.
'Uh, this is Erisha! May I come up, please?'
Something in her tone must have worked, because Gordon buzzed her up.
All the way up the elevator, her pulse had raced with nervousness.

'Herr Elrod is not home yet, ma'am!'
Gordon had greeted her, as soon as the lift had opened.

'Oh!'
Erisha had felt extremely disappointed, and it must have showed on her face, because Gordon's expression changed from a flat, to a softer one.

'Is there a problem? Do you need any help?'
A few times in the past, some woman or the other had arrived like this, and Gordon was trained to be civil before sending them away.
But, this woman..Gordon had seen Treyton's concern for her, when she had been in the hospital. How he wouldn't come home, worried about her.
Gordon had been with Treyton too long, not to understand him.
So now, as he saw this woman upset, he felt an empathy for her.

'Hunh?'
Erisha frowned, her thoughts apparently elsewhere.

'Would you like some water?'
Ersiha, who had thought the man to be a bit haughty in the couple of times that she had met him, was surprised to see kindness in his eyes.

'Uh, okay..sure!'
Erisha said distractedly, her mind already busy with what to do next.

It had taken her a while to get ready, with the unpacking and all.
And then, a very important client had needed her help at the shop. Since she hadn't told anyone about her decision of leaving, she had hurried over to the market, to solve the issue.
Her assistant had been surprised at seeing her, but had also been grateful, because the particular client was a difficult one.
But, one thing had led to another, and she had been delayed at the shop till evening.
Her grandfather had called her too, wanting to know what had happened with Treyton, and had been shocked to know, that she hadn't even met him yet.
So, after finishing up at the shop, Erisha had taken a cab directly to Treyton's place, hoping he would be home, and not gone out.

'Herr Elrod should be home soon!'
Erisha was startled out of her thoughts, in time to see Gordon holding a tray with water for her.
'If you would like to wait, you can..'

Erisha contemplated that, as she gulped the water, her nerves already taut from not having found Treyton home.
'If that's not a problem?'

'No! Not a problem!'
He waved her to the huge lounge area, and Erisha followed him.
'Please, take a seat. If you need anything, just ring this bell.'
He indicated a buzzer lying on the glass table in the centre.

'Alright! Thankyou!'
Erisha seated herself, as she watched Gordon leave her alone.

Erisha looked around, having only been here once, that too for a short time.
The sitting area was tastefully decorated, with several sofas set around a centre table at one end, and a few armchairs with a table at one end.
A huge television covered one wall, surrounded by a couple of shelves, with books, and several awards.
Curious, Erisha had gotten up to see, and was not at all surprised to see 'Businessman of the Year' and 'Top Company of the Year' awards, amongst others.

She had been restless, waiting, when her gaze had fallen on the terrace doors, leading to his balcony.
Going outside, she had taken in a deep breath, before looking down at the view of the city, much like how she imagined Treyton to have done several times.
Does he come here often? Or doesn't he get the time to enjoy this breathtaking view?
Erisha glanced at the huge pool, and had been drawn to it. As she looked, the under water lights came on automatically, and it looked very tempting.
Moving up the steps, she had kicked off her sandals, and lifting her long skirt up her legs, had immersed her feet in the water.
The water was warm, and Erisha had swung her legs back and forth.
What if Treyton doesn't come back? What if he's found someone else to be with tonight?
Erisha paused in the act of splashing the water with her legs.
No! No! He professed to love me! He wouldn't..would he?
Erisha suddenly felt unsure, and her heart nosedived into her stomach.
On an impulse, without thinking, Erisha got up, and flinging off her skirt onto a nearby deckchair, dove cleanly in the water, blouse and all.
Water immediately soaked through her bra and panties, and her ponytail plastered to her head, as she swam a couple of laps, letting off some of her nervousness.
As she finally treaded water, she looked down at herself.
Her white blouse had become see through, her bra clearly visible beneath. She pushed her hair back from her face, coming to her senses.
What the hell am I doing? Is this how I wanted to meet him?
You are crazy, Erisha! Get the hell out of here!
She had just moved towards the edge, when she heard voices through the half open door of the terrace.
Damn! He's here! What will he even think of me?
You are such a fool, Erisha!
Hoping he wouldn't head straight to the terrace, Erisha moved under the water.
Waiting a couple of minutes, she came up again for air.
She cursed herself for being stupid, and jumping into the water like this.
Maybe, I should get out and hide till I get dry?
Erisha gave herself a mental slap.
You should have thought of that earlier, stupid woman!
Coming to a quick decision now, she dove under once more, in order to reach the edge.
Just as she came up, ready to jump out, she froze.
Because, staring at her, as if he had seen a ghost, was Treyton..a very naked Treyton.

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Treyton blinked.

And now, I am seeing her everywhere!
Great! Just great!
I have totally lost it!
I know I've imagined her here, several times, but this is too much!
He blinked again, as Erisha's image stared back at him, before she began to move.
He stood rooted to the spot, as his fantasy came to life.
Hot..and wet!
Was his first thought, as he saw her red bra and panties outlined through a white see through shirt, that had molded itself to her body like a second skin on getting wet, her long legs bare.
Damn!
Get a grip, Treyton Elrod! If anyone could see you right now, they would never believe you to be the owner of Elrod Enterprises..
His eyes never wavered from her form, as Erisha climbed onto the platform, dripping water.

'I..I'm so sorry..I didn't mean to..'
It was only that the image spoke, that Treyton jerked out of his dazed look.

'You!'
He watched, as if bewitched, as she wringed the water out of her shirt, pulling it taut against her breasts.
'You are really here?'
He suddenly looked around, as if just coming aware of his surroundings.
'What..'

'I'm so sorry..I was waiting for you..Gordon let me in..and then I..'
Erisha shivered, more from his hot gaze, than the cool air that touched her skin.
He is so sexy..
Erisha's couldn't help but admire his well toned, bare body..
And that tattoo...

Unable to still believe it, Treyton saw her get down from the pool stairs, and look around, nervously.
He saw her spot the towels on a rack, and she walked upto it.
Someone pinch me! She's really here!

She sensed his gaze following her, and felt something akin to excitement in the pit of her stomach.
How do I explain myself, having been caught like this?
Erisha quickly covered herself with the huge towel, and taking a deep breath, turned around to face him.

'What are you doing here?'
Treyton repeated, totally unaware of his nakedness, as Erisha finally came to stand in front of him.

'I..'
Erisha looked apprehensive, trying to look anywhere but at his body, but he didn't know that, and his expressions changed at her hesitation. He was suddenly angry, and he didn't know why.

'Was there more to say than what you already said, or didn't you get the next flight?'
His words were harsh, as was his tone, and Erisha felt her heart drop into her stomach.

'NO!'
She stepped forward, but then stopped, at the look in his eyes.
'I mean, no! I came here to..'
She bit her lip, causing his gaze to shift there.

'Yes! What was it, that had you come here? More insults?'
He took a few steps forward, but Erisha forced herself to stay still.

'No! I wanted to say..'
She clutched the towel tightly, and saw him notice, his muscles flexing, as he moved even closer.

'Say it, already!'
His tone was bitter, but his eyes were on the drops of water making their way down her hair, to her cheeks and lips.
'It must be something, for you to face the man who you think so little of!'
He reminded her of her accusations at the airport, and watched her flush.

'It's not like that!'
She replied, quickly.
'I wanted to apologise..'
She licked her lips, apprehensively.

'Oh!'
He lifted an eyebrow, sarcastically.
'Really?'

Erisha couldn't figure out if he was doing all this because he was angry, or because he wanted to take his revenge, but she felt anxious as hell.
But, after all she had said to him earlier, she couldn't blame him for either.
'Treyton!'
She said, just as he turned away.
She caught his arm, before he could walk away, causing him to glance at her arm.
'Please! Just hear me out!'

Treyton closed his eyes briefly, affected by her touch.
But, trying to stay composed, he looked up at her.
'Fine! Just say what you have to, and leave!'
He jerked off her hand, and moved away, dislodging Erisha's towel into falling on the floor.
He saw that Erisha didn't pick it up, her gaze only on him. He couldn't help, but be aroused by her wet state.
God! Why is this happening?

'I'm sorry!'
She said, when he tried to focus.
'I behaved like a complete idiot at the airport, and you didn't deserve to be humiliated at a public place..'

Although, Treyton had told the authorities to make sure nothing reached the press himself, it was a surprise to have her say it.

'I'll just tell the reporters, that it was my doing..they won't bother you after..what?'
She frowned at the look on his face.

'That won't be a problem..'
Treyton said with a certainty, so that she was convinced of no rumours in that regard.
'Anything else?'
His tone was still terse, and Erisha understood, that this was not the right time to tell him the truth. He wouldn't believe it.

'Uhmm..I..no!'
She lowered her eyes, so he wouldn't see her disappointment.
'I'll..uhm, just grab my clothes here..'
She hurried to the deckchair, and picked up her skirt, aware of him watching her intently.
'And leave..'
Please, stop me from leaving!

Erisha had almost reached the glassed terrace door, when Treyton realised she was leaving him..again.
Please, don't go!

Sudden tears pricked her eyes, her heart heavy with emotions, but she continued walking, head bent.

'Stop!'
His voice was loud in the sudden silence.
Before Erisha could move, he was grabbing her arm, and turning her around.
'Why are you crying?'
He asked incredulously.

'What? No! Something must have gone in my eye..'
She reached up to wipe the treacherous tear, that had rolled down her cheek, but Treyton caught her hand.

'I don't believe that! Why are you crying?'
He asked again, his gaze questioning.

'I..feel so..bad..'
Erisha tried to speak, after a few seconds.

'For what?'
His eyes continued to pierce hers.

'For what I did..I didn't mean to hurt you..'
Her voice was steady now.

'What?'
His brow suddenly cleared, as he remembered his confession.
'Oh!'
He let go of her hand.
'It is your prerogative to refuse! Just because I have some feelings, doesn't mean you have to too..'
He shrugged his broad shoulders, acting as if it didn't matter.

'But, that's not true!'
Erisha negated.
'I..'

'Let's just leave it! Do you have transport?'

His sudden change in topic caused her to blink, several times.
'No, I took a cab..but..'

'Fine! Gordon will arrange you one..'
Treyton began to walk away, and Erisha suddenly didn't want to leave..not yet!

'Wait! Stop!'
She followed him, before she could have second thoughts, and taking the phone he had picked up from the table from his hand, threw it on the couch.

Treyton gave her a surprised look, but before he could say anything, Erisha suddenly reached up and covered his lips with hers.
He was stunned, and for a few seconds couldn't believe what was happening.
But, the feel of her, as her wetness touched his bare skin, her hot lips on his, overpowered all his senses, and he pulled her close, before kissing her back with all the pent up feelings within him.
A fire consumed them, as their tongues tangled with each others'. It was as if, this was all they had ever desired, as they clung to each other, moaning their pleasure.

Erisha's hands came up over his toned chest, palms burning where she touched.
The kiss went on and on, till it wasn't possible anymore, but Treyton didn't let go, his lips moving to her neck, scorching her skin.
'Oh God, yes!'
Erisha groaned, her head going back with the rapture.
'I love you so much!'

Her eyes, which had been closed in passion, opened in sudden shock, as she realised what she had uttered..and more so, when Treyton froze, before he moved away.

To be continued..