Page 38 of Number 10 Affair


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I put my bag down and entered the kitchen. She was stirring the ground beef and seasonings on the stove, and the room smelled heavenly.

“Fajitas? I thought you wanted to go out tonight? Spencer gave me an evening off, which means I've the whole weekend to myself.” I stared at her in total disbelief.

“Well, we changed our plan slightly because Brenda has this hot date tomorrow, so we need to discuss it tonight.” She moved the pan like a freaking professional. “Anyway, what is Spencer doing tonight?”

I shrugged and went to the fridge to get a drink. Veronica had been busy lately, and I really wanted to tell her what had happened between me and Spencer in the club. I wanted a relationship with him, not a hook-up.

“No idea. We haven’t spoken since the family dinner. I think he has been avoiding me,” I told her, sitting on the chair.

Veronica turned off the pan and faced me, eyebrow raised. God, she always looked so gorgeous, even in a tank top and shorts, with her hair sticking out in various directions.

“Why not? What happened at the dinner? I thought you said it all went well.”

“It’s not what happened there, it’s what happened before the dinner—at the club,” I said and drank some water. Goosebumps appeared on my arm. The memories were raw, and even with him miles away, I still shivered at the thought of him.

“Come on, spit it out. We haven’t got all day,” Veronica encouraged.

“I didn’t tell you this because you were so upset, and then you had to work, so we didn’t discuss what actually happened that evening,” I said, a little out of my comfort zone.

She wiped her hands and walked up to me with narrowed eyes.

“What did he do? I swear to God, if he hurt you, I'm going to cut his balls off,” she fumed.

“Calm down, he didn’t really do anything bad. I mean, it was pretty good.” I wasn’t sure why I was reluctant to talk about this with someone who had sex regularly with strangers. Veronica was my best friend. “I was hiding in this employee-only exit area, and he found me there. I was so angry with him, so I told him to fuck off.”

“Let me guess, he didn’t leave, and you two shared a kiss? Fuck, Laura, tell me he snogged your face off.” She sounded more excited than me.

“Well, not exactly,” I said. “Oh my God, he … he pinned me against the wall, then turned me around, pulled my dress up, spanked my ass, and talked so dirty to me.”

Veronica squealed, fanning herself with the magazine she’d snatched from the worktop.

“You’re fucking kidding me, right? He spanked you … oh my Lord, I think I might have to find a guy for tonight because this has me all hot and bothered!” she squeaked. “What happened after?”

I dropped my head in my hands and took a deep breath. Then, I told her the rest—about him fingering me, begging him to continue touching me, and the most explosive orgasm in my entire existence.

“And then he just left me there, and I found you a bit later.”

“That motherfucker made you orgasm in the space of a few minutes using only his fingers? Are you sure he didn’t go down on you?” she asked, as though trying to figure out if I was telling her the truth.

I nodded, trying to breathe evenly at the same time.

“Yes.”

“That’s amazing! Spencer fucking Banks made you orgasm in under two minutes, while any other motherfucker out there couldn’t do it in the space of two years. Hallelujah! Thank you, Jesus!” She looked upwards.

I rolled my eyes.

“That means nothing, because he has been ignoring me ever since. It’s clear that he'll not make a move, and I’m okay with it. This whole thing is very complicated,” I said.

“He's a coward, but he wants you—I can sense these things. He was furious when he saw you on the dance floor with that guy.”

“He doesn’t have a thing for me. He just wants to get into my knickers. That’s all there's to it.” I knew that deep down, I wouldn’t mind having the wildest night of my life with one of the sexiest men I had ever laid eyes on. A man who, unfortunately, was also my boss.

Veronica grinned wide, putting me in mind of that scary clown, IT, for a fleeting moment.

“Darling, he definitely wants to fuck you, but he also wants you. I bet in a few weeks’ time, you guys are going to be an item, and the press will go crazy over this whole story.” She squealed with excitement. Her phone rang, and she excused herself.

While Veronica was talking, I checked on the taco beef, stirring it a bit more. As I was tasting the mixture, she hurtled in, looking flustered.

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