The gust of exhaust from the speeding car blew through my hair, scattering any trace of my drunkenness.
I quickly turned my head and met a pair of charming eyes.
At that moment, I didn't know his name was Chandler.
Nor did I know that the gears of fate were pushing us toward the next chapter of our lives.
When I woke up, Jayvon was still sound asleep.
I gently moved his arm from my waist and got out of bed to wash up.
Chandler must have used every bit of strength he had last night when he held me. My wrist still bore two red marks from where he had gripped me, and they hadn't faded overnight.
I couldn't let him affect my life.
We were over. There was no future for us.
When I got to the office, my colleague told me that we had a new intern today.
"He's so handsome! I've never seen such a good-looking guy in my life!"
I laughed and teased, "You say that about every good-looking guy you see."
"This time it's different!"
She leaned in close to my ear, whispering mysteriously, "Rumor has it, this intern is the boss's nephew, and he's here to experience the life of ordinary people."
"Then welcome. It's not like he has to worry about food or money."