That was the only possible explanation as to why I couldn't stop thinking about him. There was something about him that I was latching onto, that I was responding to, and that just had to be it. If that wasn't the case, if Joshua was as good as he seemed to be, then I had no idea what was going on in me. I would have no explanation about why he pushed all my buttons.
It all had to come to a head at some point. It had to. And it would during our interview.
This weird tension between us had dragged on long enough. I couldn't take it anymore. He annoyed me so much, but I wanted him. I wanted him bad. I couldn't think straight around him anymore. No man had ever made me act this way. It wasn't love, or anything like that. No, it was just... when I was around him, seeing his smile, smelling his natural scent... he made my body tingle. I had never wanted to open my legs for any guy more than I did for him.
