Audiobook Demo Romance - I'm Not His Cousin
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EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
North American (General) North American (US General American - GenAM)Transcript
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Good morning, Dez said as he tapped lightly on her office door. Oh, hey, what's up? She replied as she kept her eyes glued to her computer, it was an act she had perfected. The truth was she wanted nothing more than to slip out of her green silk shirt and navy skirt right on her desk dreams lately had her doing worse. She awoke in a sweat and a failed ******. The only way to deal with him was at a distance. She was sure if he looked into her eyes past a minute or two, he would see she was defeated. Nothing much just checking on you. Some of us are going to gray scale after work you free. He asked Eve continued typing as her heart skipped a beat. It was another invitation from the most gorgeous man she'd ever laid eyes on. No matter how many nos she gave, he never stopped trying. It would be yet another. No. Once again she couldn't bear it and she wasn't sure why he couldn't see it. She avoided his meetings all the attempts to keep her telling eyes from him. The one thing that would surely give her away. Then there was the obvious avoidance of walking past him. The shy smiles on the occasions she had to be graced with his presence. Even at this moment, it was hard to keep a straight face. She was sure he was either aware of her lust field desires for him or was just being an idiot, whichever it was she had no death wish. He was like a drug. His smell, his eyes, his cocoa brown skin that gave off a healthy glow, his smile that showcased paper white teeth and his impossibly huge print that resided in the front of every single pair of pants he wore. She was convinced it was a boa constrictor and that it was in fact lethal.