Landlord's house visit

The sun was high in the sky as Lara hastily cleaned up her apartment. She had a long day at work behind her and barely found time to deal with the chaos. Suddenly the bell rang. The landlord, Mr. Pohl, was standing in the door. Big, muscular shoulders, a charming smile that made her heart beat faster. “Hi, Lara. I just wanted to make sure everything was okay,” he began and stepped in. Lara felt the heat rise in her face as she couldn't take her eyes off him. Mr. Pohl had a presence that filled the room and she was attracted to him even though she knew it wasn't right. He was the landlord, and she didn't want any complications. But as she looked at him, she noticed the way his gaze glided across her body. A slight tingling came through her as she remembered what her girlfriends said. “Surrender to the moment,” they had said. And in that moment, with every word he spoke and with every smile that formed his lips, she forgot everything around her. As he approached to inspect the outdated heater, her heart stopped. She felt the air swirling between them. He leaned over the heater, his presence overwhelming. Lara could smell the scent of his aftershave and her mind jumped into the unexpected. He suddenly turned around and the two eyes met, a moment of silence that changed everything. His voice was rough as he said, “There is something I've wanted to tell you for a long time.” Lara's heart was beating wildly. The space became smaller, the tension between them was palpable. I wonder what he would say? It was the moment that counted. And the line between landlord and tenant began to blur as they both considered stepping into the unknown...