2: FIRST ENCOUNTER

I blinked a few times. One, because my forehead really hurts and throbbing and I'm sure it's really red right now. Two, because whoa, the guy is really tall and handsome! He's like a handsome model who literally stepped out from a magazine or billboard ads. He's that handsome. And based on how I hurt my throbbing head by colliding on his hard shoulder, it's not even science when I say that he's got toned muscles. You know it's there and I also felt it, but it's not really bulky muscle to the point of being yucky.

And he's so mesmerizingly handsome with that dark thick hair of his that's freely swaying in the wind, it's stylishly cut but it's obvious he didn't like putting any hair products on it, which is cool since he looked so freaking gorgeous having his hair looking so stylishly unkempt, like he just woke up and then say fuck it and kept his hair the way it is. Which I honestly thumbs up approved hundred percent.

Well, not that he needs my approval or anything. Just saying.

Well, he has such unique eyes, too. It's like a shards of wintry blue eyes, it's light blue, like frozen lake in the winter. You know, how those beautiful wolf eyes. His eyes are like that. And it's now a bit narrowed as he looks at me with a frown. Yeesh! Why am I feeling excited being stared and frowned at by a gorgeous guy?

Well, maybe because I'm nervous that I got him mad, maybe. Or am I crushing on him? Well, not surprising since he's so totally my type! Aaaahhh!!!

Now that I realize that I'm attracted to him, I'm starting to get nervous and conscious. And I even have a red throbbing forehead! What a memorable encounter, and not in a good first impression way.

I sigh.

The only thing to do is to apologize since I'm not really looking to where I'm going earlier after I shut the uber's door after I got out.

But why was he even suddenly there anyway? I'm sure no one's near my side of the door when I first open it and I started getting off the uber.

Anyway, I looked up at him to meet his eyes to sincerely apologize despite the confusing incident that happened. But before I met his eyes, I saw his firm red lips that looks like it's inviting me to lean over and kiss it.

I shook my head after thinking that thought. Now I'm having perverted thoughts!

Get a grip, Chloe! I chided myself.

I even shake my head to wake myself from my perverted thoughts.

"I'm sorry. I didn't notice that you're there, and I'm just really in a hurry." I apologized to him before making sure that I didn't do any serious injury, even though my forehead is still throbbing from a numbing pain. Thank you that I have a high tolerance with pain, but still, it'll be so red and a bit swollen while I have a meeting about work with my best friend and her cousin.

After apologizing, even though the handsome and tall guy is only frowning and staring at me as if he was in shock that someone even dare to hit him with their forehead, even if it's only accidentally, I looked at my watch and saw that I'm almost running late, so I looked up at him again and gave him an apologetic smile.

"Uh, it looks like you're okay anyway, but I really have to go. I'm running late as it is." And then I turned and walk away, almost running, towards the glass entrance of Stacy's mother's fashion house building. Little did I know that the handsome guy is following me with his firercing ice blue eyes.

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It's only three minutes before our agreed time when I bursts inside Stacy's office, almost running out of breath.

"I'm here!" I declared triumphantly as I walk towards the comfortable couches in her office. "Damn, I almost thought I wouldn't make it." I even declared after I sat down and took a deep breath with a huge sigh of relief. "Where's your cousin?" I ask after looking around the office and seeing that besides us, her cousin isn't here yet.

"He said he's almost here, but obviously he didn't arrive yet." Stacy told me with a curious frown. "Maybe someone he knows saw him at the lobby and got held up. But in any case, it's a good thing that you arrive first before him." Stacy informed me with a grin before she arched her brow at me. "What happened to your forehead?" She asked me while pointing at my forehead.

I automatically reached up my forehead and I wince after feeling it throb after I touched it. "I collided with someone accidentally and I bump my forehead to his very toned biceps." I told Stacy and it's obvious that I'm simping over the handsome guy still. I couldn't even help but imagine him and remember all the details of the way he looks.

"Did you get his name or number? It's not everyday I get to see how love struck you are with a guy that really got your attention. Even our schoolmates calls you the ice princess since you kept turning their invitations for a date. And then you suddenly accidentally bumped to a guy and he got your attention. So, why not ask his name and number?" Stacy asked me, almost in frustration and about to riot and pull her hair out of exasperation. If she could reach me right now from where she's sitting from her chrome office desk, she'd probably be strangling me due to exasperation.

I shrugged, a bit exasperated with myself also since why didn't I do that earlier? Ask his name and number? Am I mesmerized with the way he looks that's why I started acting like a mindless love struck fool? Well, who wouldn't be acting like a love struck fool in front of him anyway? Besides, I was flushed with embarrassment at that time, not to mention that I'm almost running late for my meeting.

"I'm in hurry since I'm almost running late, and I got embarrassed with how I accidentally bumped into him. I'm so red all over my face and m forehead is throbbing and probably swollen, I don't have the composure to face him properly at that moment." I reasoned out. "And I don't really mind that our school mates called me 'ice princess', they're just bitter that I turned them down. Besides, Ice Princess has a cool and magical ring to it. I like it. And it's easier to turn down date offers from guys when I have that nickname and reputation. Until it became a challenge to who'll be lucky enough to date me first. And it just got annoying and exhausting, and it gave me more reason not to date immature guys like them. I mean, why would I date someone I have zero attraction or connection to anyway?" I pointed out to Stacy with a roll of my eyes.

Stacy also rolled her eyes at me. "Your priorities are sometimes strange. My friend, if you bump into a handsome guy that attracts you, you don't think about being late, forget it, all you need to do is to get his name and number after you introduce yourself. You need to know your priorities." She pointed out to me.

I eyed her and then shook my head. "Don't worry, the next time it happens again, I'll take note on what you advised me." I told her sarcastically.

And Stacy only gave me a thumbs up.

I shake my head again.

And our attention got caught when her office door opened after a polite knock, her assistant declared Mr. Wolfe's arrival before someone tall, tan, with toned mucles like that of a swimmer or soccer player, and a very handsome man entered the office.

I gasped and my eyes widened.

"You?!" I declared in surprise.

And the gorgeous man with devilish smirk stare straight at me and winked!