Temptation

There is nothing worse than being subjected to the object of her desire day after day.

In her mind, she leads her astray. She dreams of her green gold-flecked eyes, with the dark grey ring around them. Her lips kiss the freckles on her face. She watches her hands as she gestures while talking, as they move across the paper in front of her. She wants to run her fingers across her tan skin.

She enjoys seeing the autumn colours she wears, the greys, the rusty browns, the green and blue hues. She loves the fact that she wears glasses.

Her eyes travel along her curves, while she tries to discover what lies beneath.

And she admonishes herself for being the dream predator, making superhuman efforts to remain professional first and foremost.