Target(H2OVanoss)

Part 20 - "Random" encounter

Evening folks. I'm sorry that I'm late, was sorting some things in school and with family. Here's your next part. Enjoy ^.^
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(Craig POV)
I yawned and stretched myself, hoping it would help me stay focused. From the day Evan was missing, his father took his place. And it was disaster. We had to work overtimes because he had to fix Evan's mistakes. But I didn't get that. I was beside his side all this time, checking everything, but never spotted anything that would need to be fixed.

"Thompson! I hope you're done with the task I set you upon."

He's doing this on purpose. I swear.

"Almost, sir," I replied still being nice.

"Almost isn't enough. I want it done in five minutes, hear me?"

I took a deep breath to calm myself down. I hate him, and I wasn't alone. Nobody likes his attitude. Evan may have been young, but he was great boss to work for.

I pushed myself to my limits, and did the paperwork he wanted me do. I grabbed them, along with my other belongings with intention to leave, and walked to my new boss office.

"There are your papers," I said still calm, even though I wanted to scream in anger.

"Good job. Now carry them to Taretha Rimmer, our new partner," he commanded me.

"Excuse me? Evan rejected her," I complained fully confused.

"Evan is not here, I'm your boss. I don't ask for you permissions, just get the papers to her."

You fucking dumb shit! I miss you Evan. I miss you so much. Your father is an asshole.

I clenched my hands into a fist, and tried to calm myself again. I silently nodded, grabbed the papers and walked out.

I'm going to give these papers to her, and then I can go to Evan. Where did he say the FBI is keeping him?

I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't pay attention to my surroundings. It wasn't any surprise when I bumped into somebody. The crash sent me to the ground, papers scattered around.

"I'm so sorry," I started immediately, and looked at that person.

My heart skipped a beat. I felt butterflies in my stomach. It was an average bearded tall man, pretty buffed.

Oh my Lord! He's handsome! He's really handsome.

"It's ok. I didn't pay attention. You alright?" He asked me.

I got lost in his eyes, felt hypnotized.

"Dude? You alright?" He asked again, which made me snap out of that trans.

Stop it, Craig. He's not even a gay. Shame, he's really good looking.

"Yeah. Uhm..." I mumbled, when I noticed he started to gather my papers.

He gave them to me, and I purposely touched his hand. Through my body ran electrical pulses. I was amazed by him. I wanted to chat with him more.

"You work here? I've never seen you around," I said, while subconsciously smiling.

"Me? Nah. So again I'm sorry for this little accident. Maybe we will meet again one day." And with these words he left.

I'm fucking dumb. I should have ask for a name, at least. Man, he was handsome. And those eyes? And his smile? Ah well, time to get back to work.