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He was in a meeting in the boardroom 2 metres from my desk. I kept hearing his voice and thinking it's not Friday night, I'm not on the couch, this voice doesn't belong here.
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(Lordy I'll probably see him again if he's working with our company for something. NOW is the time to mentally prepare and not do the -you're-a-bit-famous-and-cute-so-I'll-blush-and-stammer-like-an-idiot thing. Really.)
.Then on the way out he winked at me. Granted, it was a conspiracial friendly how-you-goin' kind of wink, not a you-saucy-thing-let's-go-at-it-in-the-pantry kind of wink, but still.
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He can whip up something in my kitchen any.time.
"(Lordy I'll probably see him again if he's working with our company for something. NOW is the time to mentally prepare and not do the -you're-a-bit-famous-and-cute-so-I'll-blush-and-stammer-like-an-idiot thing. Really.)
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Then on the way out he winked at me. Granted, it was a conspiracial friendly how-you-goin' kind of wink, not a you-saucy-thing-let's-go-at-it-in-the-pantry kind of wink, but still. "
pepper, i love you! :-)
and this is probably just me being a complete nutter, but i tend to believe that a wink is still a wink regardless of the context {which is probably why i get into a bit of trouble when it comes to me - probably best not to take my advice lol}.
mmmmm....he is a dashing fellow, though!