Love is a Sacrifice by Samara Fitzgerald (graded readers .TXT) 📖

breathe. I could see that her veins was popping out so far out, it look like they was about to pop. I knew I was about to hear a 30 minute lecture by the way Vickie looked.

"Where the hell have you been. You are..." She looks at her watch. "You are exactly 1 minute late. Do you now time is money? I'm suppose to be at a meeting in a couple of minutes and you just taking your time getting to work, not thinking about me. Remember, I write your paycheck."

Vickie kept running her mouth. That heifer gets on my nerves. She says she will be late for a meeting but she still running her mouth. Also, she is going to get on me because I am only a minute late. She lucky I came to work at all because no one likes her. I just want to grab her by her hair and smack her just to shut her up. But of course, I can't do that or I'll get fired. So I'll just have to deal with her. Like she said, she is writing my paycheck.

Vickie finally stops yapping at the mouth and told me to get her water. As soon as she got her water, she went to the meeting. Even though I'm relieved that she is gone, I know I will still have to put up with her until I get off from work.

I sat at my desk and went straight to work. I knew if I didn't get this work done, Vickie would get on my case. I just finished one pile of work and a man came into the office. He must have been new in the mail room because this is the first time I seen him delivering here before. The man was FINE. I mean real fine. Fine enough for you to want to drink his bath water. He was tall and muscular. Since his shirt was baggy, it showed some of his muscles. I just want to put my mouth right there. I could tell he exercised every morning. He had a strong jaw and bone structure in his face with the dark shadow of an after shave. He had beautiful hazel colored eyes that seem like they can look straight through you. He had skin the color of buttermilk and it looked like his skin was just as smooth. And his lips. Oh his lips. They look so firm, yet soft that made me want to know what they feel like against mine.

That is when I snapped out of it. What am I doing. I vowed to myself that I will never trust or love another man again. For all I know, my relationships might end up as bad as my relationship with Bill. I don't want to fall in love again and get my heart broken into million of pieces all over again. Besides, men are probably all the same, cold and heartless. Probably not caring for no one but themselves.

The man started looking lost and started to look around. Once his eyes stopped on me, he walked toward me. "Oh shit." I start getting all jittery and nervous. It felt like my throat was closing up and I couldn't breathe. Oh gosh he look so handsome. What am I going to say? I looked in my compact mirror to make sure I didn't have anything in my teeth. That is when it clicked. Why am I getting so worked up over this man? I mean, he just a man.

The man gets to me and gives me a smile, showing his pearly whites.
"Excuse me, but I'm looking for Miss Vickie Graham. I have a package for her." Oh gosh. His voice is so deep and sexy. Then I stopped and controlled myself.
"Umm, Vickie is at a meeting right now but I can sign off for her" He agreed and he handed me the pad and I signed off for her. Once I handed him the pad back, our hands brushed against each other. I pulled back quick with shock. I knew that he felt the same thing I felt. There was a quick shock, like electricity that went on when our hands touched. I looked up from my hand and saw that he was staring at me. What I saw in his eyes I never saw it in Bill eyes. It was like he was looking deep into my soul. I start feeling warm all over. But I also felt confused and awkward because I didn't know why I was feeling all these mixed emotions and feelings for a man I know nothing about.

We must have been staring at each other for forever then I cleared my throat trying to get out of this awkward feeling.
"Umm, well thank you for dropping this package off," I look at his name tag on his shirt "Mr. John. I will make sure Vickie gets this as soon as possible." I looked down trying not to look at his face.
"You can just call me John. Umm, I better leave and get back to work. Well, I hope I see you around soon." John looked like a nervous wreck. He looked just how I felt, awkward. I almost shook his hand but stopped because I was afraid those feelings would come back.

After John left, I started feeling very confused. What was that I was feeling earlier? Did John feel them too so that is why he got out of here so fast? I knew I had to get over this, though because I am not about to get hurt again. Also if he knew my crazy ex husband was looking for me, he'll probably stay away. Beside, It's not like I will see him again. Or will I? Chapter 3

"Iris! Iris, didn't you hear me calling you. I have been standing here for 5 minutes trying to get you to snap out of your little moment." I didn't even know I was dazed. I don't know why but ever since last week, I couldn't get my mind off of John. I keep thinking of the moment we shared. I tried taking my mind off of him, but it seem like it never works. I still have the feeling of him touching my hands. The electrical heat that spreaded over me that made me feel all warm. I just can't forget about John. Well, ever since last week, I have not seen him. He probably realized it wouldn't be smart for him to come back.

After I snapped out of my deep thought, I see Vickie snapping her fingers in front of me. She look annoyed.

"Are you okay Iris because if you are, I'm getting tired of you ignoring me. I said can you drop off this letter at the mailroom. I need this mailed, pronto."
Vickie hands me the letter. Right then I remembered that John works at the mailroom. I start getting nervous.
"Umm, Vickie, I can't take this down for you. I I..."
"Are your legs broken?"
I shake my head no.
"Are you paralyzed in your legs."
I shake my head no.
"Then get your ass down to the mailroom and give them this letter before they leave to deliver. You forgot that you work for me so when I tell you to do something, I mean do it."
Vickie start to look pissed so I hurried out of her office and went down to the mailroom before her head explodes.

While walking toward the slot for where you drop off your mail, I was also trying to watch out for John. I was afraid I was going to run into him on the way to the mailroom. So far I don't see him, so I'm guessing he is running errands. I don't know what I would do if I would run into him. What would I do though? Would I just run away? Or will I stay?

As soon as I put the letter in the slot, I turned around and John is standing right behind me. I started to scream but John covered my mouth and dragged me out of the mailroom. Oh here I go again. Why do I always end up with the abusive guys. What would he do to me? Will he beat me until I shut up? Or worse. Will he try to get his way with me? My eyes widened with shock. Oh hell no. I'm not going down like that again. I start kicking and hitting him, trying to get him to let go.

Once we got outside the mailroom to the stairwell, John let me go. I was so pissed that he would even put his hands on me.
"What the hell was that? You dragging me out of there like you kidnapping me."
"Sorry, it just you was about to scream and I didn't want you to disturb no one." He looked sorry, but I was still mad.
"Of course I'm going to scream if I turn around and see a man behind me. For all I know, you could have tried to take advantage of me. I took self defense classes so I know how to defend myself."
He look like he was about to laugh, but he held it in.
"I said sorry, okay. I didn't mean to startle you. It's just when I saw you in the mailroom, it look like you was hiding from somebody so I just wanted to see if you were okay."

"I was hiding from you." but I didn't say that. This argument is stupid anyway. The man did say he was sorry, even though, that is what Bill always said when he beat me. It was so quiet. I look up and see that John was looking at me. First he was checking me out, his eyes looking all over me. Then his eyes stop at my eyes. Oh gosh was the only words on my mind. His hazel eyes were now dark with hunger and passion. I had to get him to stop.
"You perv." I tried to slap him but he stopped me by grabbing my hand in midair then put it down.

I was so shocked that he just did that. That touch had send the same shock of electricity I felt before. I start feeling all warm inside. I looked up and saw that he must have felt it to. He was looking at his big strong hands then looked up at me. I tried to get out of the staircase, but John was in front of the door.
"Umm, I have to get back to work or Vickie will be looking for me."
As soon as I said that, John kissed me. His lips were so warm. He then grabbed my waist and pulled me closer. I wanted John to stop, but I also wanted him to keep going too. I wrapped my hands around his neck and kissed him back, passionately.

Heat was running all over my body at his touch. John then put his tongue against my lips, begging for entrance. Once I opened my mouth, his tongue went straight in. I let out a moan. Oh gosh, I didn't mean to do that. That was so embarrassing. Our tongues was moving