Chapter Two

Nova

For years, I had imagined us meeting again but not in this manner or this setting.

I had imagined we will meet in a cafe and I will pretend not to know him, we might meet in a company of my own, and he will walk in needing my help but I will totally deny it.

Not in my wildest imagination did I ever think he will be walking into my boss' office, staring at me with judgemental eyes.

I knew him so well, the thoughts running through his head, he must think of me as wayward and disgusting, that look which I know so well, the way he stares at Tara then whenever she clings to him.

“Jordan Myers, it's nice to see you” Drey said smiling widely at him but Jordan's eyes was stuck on me, I could not help but wonder what the hell he was doing here.

Drey's eyes moved from Jordan to me, repeatedly probably wondering what was going on. I thought I will be so hard when I see him and unaffected, I don't like the way he affects me, I want to move but I can't, I feel like running away, hiding somewhere he won't get to see me.

Why do I feel this way though? I did nothing wrong, he is the one at fault here, he should be the one to feel all of these shame! I need to gather up my confidence, I am a woman with confidence!

“I should be out of here” I said, quickly trying to make my way out.

“Actually, you should! I am sure you know Jordan Myers, an A-list model, and he has decided to come work with us” Drey explained, it sounded to me like gibberish.

“Cool, can I leave now?” I asked, all along the idiot was just looking like a zombie!

“Yes, but with him”

“What?” I yelled, I am so not doing this, I know it is my job but hell no.

That smirk of his appeared, the one that used to make me weak, the one I thought was so sexy, oh it still has the same effect.

No Nova, you can't feel this way, he broke your heart, he is a complete asshole, a jerk!

“Oh no doll, don't tell me you can't work with me, do I scare you?” Oh, how much I missed that voice, it's been long anyone called me doll, only he calls me that and that makes him Jordan.

“Scare me?” I gave a humorless laugh, he did scare me because I'm scared I have not completely gotten over him like I thought. “I am sure I can bend you no matter how tough you are” I told him, arching my right, nicely carved brow.

“I am so sure she will” Drey added but his smirk stayed on his face as he said.

“Let's see” I really want to wipe that smirk off his face and remind him of how much shame he was supposed to be feeling right now!

You must be wondering what he did wrong but that is a long story let me start from the day we met though.

He was a new kid in my class, not in my school. He started taking history all of a sudden and his first class with us, he decided to chase me off my seat. I should have known since then that he was a douche bag!

“Hey, I claim that seat” he had said with authority, I looked him in his eye and laughed at his craziness.

“So? Do I have to stand up for you to sit? You must be fucking with me!” I replied not fearing him one bit. My confidence had always been there, I knew my self-worth and nobody can make me feel any less.

“I'd rather fuck you than fuck with you but get off that seat....doll!” That moment, I was pissed! How could he in front of everyone spill out such nonsense, I looked around and everyone was silently laughing.

“You know what I think you should fuck? Off! Yes, fuck off!” With that he left me be but little did I know that it was for that moment only. He kept coming back!