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What had he said earlier? He’d been flustered, that’s for sure, but I thought he’d said that the lift was broken? How long had he been in there? The way he virtually ran for the restroom would suggest it had been some time. Pushing back the sleeve of my hoodie, I checked the time: 8:15pm. How had it gotten so late? I knew the answer. As usual, it was ‘just one more set’ or ‘just a few minutes more’. Geoff had stopped training with me, saying my relentless attitude was hard to match. Hey if Geoff couldn’t hack the pace, that was his problem. Secretly, I kind of enjoyed being called a ‘Machine’.
“Sorry about earlier,” came a medium toned soft voice.
Spinning around, I got my first proper look at the mysterious man from the elevator.
He had a small nose, a sensuous mouth where the bottom lip was slightly fuller than the top. Making him look highly kissable. His cheekbones were high, his chin was slightly pointed, making his face a sort of tear shape. It was his eyes that were the showstopper; they were amazing! Shaped like almonds with a hint of the exotic, with dark brows and lashes beneath, were a pair of mesmerizing hazel eyes.
Summing him up in one word… ‘Stunning!’ he was absolutely stunning. Small, slim, sensuous, intelligent and beautiful and I was… Speechless.
“I didn’t mean to knock into you. It’s just that I’ve been trapped in that thing since a little before 6 o’clock.”
I pulled together the fragments of my shattered control. “No problem, I’d be eager to be out of there too if I’d been stuck for over 2 hours. You said the elevator was broken?”
Luca
My focus had shifted from what the ‘hottie’ was saying to his mouth, which was full-lipped with even white teeth. His jawline was strong but not too square, with sharp cheekbones and a long, regal nose. Full lashes framed his piercing blue eyes. His hair was a dark brown color, almost black, short on the side and long on top. He had pushed his hair back from his eyes, but loose strands hung to his jaw. My fingers itched to reach out and touch it.
If that wasn’t appealing enough, it was set upon a body that was so tall and muscular that it would make Michelangelo’s statue of David seem scrawny.
My mouth suddenly felt dry, making my words come out croaky. “It made a funny grinding, groaning sort of noise, then it felt like it fell. The lights flickered, and the door juddered, but didn’t open. The idiot in security didn’t seem to grasp which building I was in, let alone send out a rescue party.”Jeez, this guy really had mesmerizing blue eyes.
“So, it was my pushing the call button that must have reset the system and opened the doors. Well, the stairs are over there; shall we try them?” He said, pointing to the far corner.
Collecting our belongings, we weaved our way through the gym equipment to the emergency exit. Hitting the bar release, we pushed it open and stepped out into a small stairwell. Mr. Sexy dropped his bag in the doorway to hold it open, then moved upwards towards the next floor.
After a bit of rummaging, I dug my company pass out of my bag and swiped it against the door’s security pad. Nothing. Nothing happened at all. The light didn’t flash or bleep and the door remained firmly locked.
“Damn it, the mains power must be down to the building. If we’re only running on the back-up generator, then the lift and swipe card systems shut down. We need the override key to open the door.” Mr. Sexy gave the door a shove, but it didn’t move. It was bizarre the emergency door wouldn’t open but there again, since the building renovation, a few things had gotten worse and not better.
“What, you mean… we’re trapped in the building now?”What the fuck! I must be dreaming because being trapped once was crazy, but twice! Really, I couldn’t believe my ears. How the hell was this my life?
“I’m afraid so, let’s head back to the gym. At least we’ll have water and somewhere to sit back there.”
Not to mention toilets, I thought thankfully. Mr. Sexy gave the door one last look before following me back into the main gym, collecting his sports bag on the way.
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CHAPTER FIVE
Niall
“It is probably time for introductions. I’m Niall, Niall McBride. I work on the 2ndfloor for Ewbanks, the architects.” Quickly, I wiped my sweaty palm on my gym shorts, then offered it.
“Luc, um…. Well, it’s Luca, but everyone just calls me Luc. My full name’s a bit of a mouthful,” he said ruefully. God, he was so sexy. His work clothes clung to his slight frame like they were painted on.
A mouthful, that one innocent word, was painting a much more interesting image in my head. Pulling my mind from the gutter, I concentrated on what Luc had said about his name.Now that was intriguing.Looking into Luc’s hazel eyes, I found myself saying. “Really? Is it that bad?”
Sighing in resignation, Luc looked deep into my eyes, like he was weighing up his words before answering.
“Well then, I’mLuca Fabio Ettore Sabatini. Pleased to meet you.” He said, holding his hand out to me.
“Wow, you weren’t kidding, so you’re Italian? But you’re very fair skinned.” Luca’s hand, like the rest of him, was delicate and beautiful. I could think of other places I’d like to touch. What a rather appealing thought that was. My cock twitched as my mind wandered down that road again.
“Yeah, tell me about it. My father tans with the merest hint of sun, my brother too. But I take after my mother–she’s blonde with fair skin. I got my father’s eyes and short temper and my brother Enzo got olive skin, dark hair with my moms’ brown eyes.”
“You have a bit of a fiery temper, then?” Why was that such a tempting thought? With that angelic face and sparkling eyes. I bet he’d be a real sight to behold when his dander was up?
“Ha, you should have seen me earlier–I was beating on the sliding doors with my shoe.”
