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:: "Electrifying" ::
Electrifying
Shayla found it difficult to think about electricity and how it worked while staring at Greg’s perfect
mouth.
“Shayla, are you with me?” he asked and snapped his thick fingers in her face.
Blinking to break the trance, she feigned a smile. “I heard every word your said from your kiss, I
mean mouth. Mouth. I meant mouth.”
Heat rushed to her face as she struggled to slide her rapidly cooling hands into the bulky work
gloves Greg’s supervisor had given her. She kept her head down to avoid this Adonis’ expression.
As a dispatcher, Shayla had no problems assigning work to Greg or talking to him over the CB radio.
More than the other electric utility servicemen with the power company, she found Greg to be charming,
funny and intelligent. And he never told her no. Whenever she’d asked him to stay over late to work, he
did.
But she never wanted to date someone at work because of the rapid gossip.
With a sweep of his long legs, Greg hopped into the white bucket. After placing his orange hardhat on his
head, he held out his hand.
“Ready for me to take you to new heights?” The power of his smile lit up the evening sky more so than
his twinkling hazel eyes.
“Sounds like an offer I can’t refuse.” Grabbing his hand and taking a tentative step on the platform
outside of the bucket, she hopped inside of the tight compartment.
“Before we go up, you have to be secured.” From behind himself, he retrieved a contraption that had
belts, straps and buckles.
Bracing her hand on his broad shoulder, she stepped one foot carefully inside of the harness then did
the other foot, nearly toppling onto his back.
“Whoa, easy there.” He wrapped his bulging arm around her legs. “I have you. I won’t let you go.”
Her heart pounded as he pulled the harness up. The straps around her legs cut across her thighs,
dangerously close to the apex between her legs. Like a coat, Shayla put her arms through the upper
straps. Then he pulled the front belt through a buckle so that it fell just below her breasts.
--More--
Shayla found it difficult to think about electricity and how it worked while staring at Greg’s perfect
mouth.
“Shayla, are you with me?” he asked and snapped his thick fingers in her face.
Blinking to break the trance, she feigned a smile. “I heard every word your said from your kiss, I
mean mouth. Mouth. I meant mouth.”
Heat rushed to her face as she struggled to slide her rapidly cooling hands into the bulky work
gloves Greg’s supervisor had given her. She kept her head down to avoid this Adonis’ expression.
As a dispatcher, Shayla had no problems assigning work to Greg or talking to him over the CB radio.
More than the other electric utility servicemen with the power company, she found Greg to be charming,
funny and intelligent. And he never told her no. Whenever she’d asked him to stay over late to work, he
did.
But she never wanted to date someone at work because of the rapid gossip.
With a sweep of his long legs, Greg hopped into the white bucket. After placing his orange hardhat on his
head, he held out his hand.
“Ready for me to take you to new heights?” The power of his smile lit up the evening sky more so than
his twinkling hazel eyes.
“Sounds like an offer I can’t refuse.” Grabbing his hand and taking a tentative step on the platform
outside of the bucket, she hopped inside of the tight compartment.
“Before we go up, you have to be secured.” From behind himself, he retrieved a contraption that had
belts, straps and buckles.
Bracing her hand on his broad shoulder, she stepped one foot carefully inside of the harness then did
the other foot, nearly toppling onto his back.
“Whoa, easy there.” He wrapped his bulging arm around her legs. “I have you. I won’t let you go.”
Her heart pounded as he pulled the harness up. The straps around her legs cut across her thighs,
dangerously close to the apex between her legs. Like a coat, Shayla put her arms through the upper
straps. Then he pulled the front belt through a buckle so that it fell just below her breasts.
--More--