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Wanting to see updates. Wanting to talk strategy.

It was never ending.

Finally, I told him we could meet up one night and go over everything. That I couldn’t have my phone going off like crazy all day because of my grandfather.

That gave him the opening he so badly needed.

Tad worked the sad angle and I fell for it because it felt good to be wanted.

Not that anyone needs the details - I slept with Tad that night.

Well, ‘slept with’ wasn’t the truth.

Tad fucked me on his desk.

I wasn’t naked. He wasn’t naked.

It just… happened.

One second I was explaining how to build a customer funnel and the next second he was fumbling to tear open the wrapper on a condom.

And so what, right?

It wasn’t like he was married with kids or anything.

And I really didn’t work for him.

He hired me for a job. Contract kind of work, right?

After the third time we had sex on his desk, he asked me out on a date. A proper date. He wanted to take me out.

After that first date, he took me back to his house - a sprawling and very expensive condo - and we had sex in his living room. That’s when he cradled me after we were done and he dropped the line… I love you.

To make this story short or long or anything in between - Tad fell in love and I did not.

I finished the job for his furniture company but he was far from being done with me.

I tried to date him. I tried to convince myself to fall for him. He just wasn’t my type. At least not for that. I wasn’t looking for love and I couldn’t force it. And each time Tad tried harder, he got more and more clingy.

Clingy to the point of buying Travis stuff.

Clingy to the point of wanting to take Travis to a football game. Anyone who knows anything knows actual football games - college to professional - were insanely expensive.

For each penny Tad spent, he grew closer to me and I felt more and more guilty.

Then came the breakup.

Which he still didn’t think was an actual thing.

My phone received another text from Tad.

Don’t want to keep bothering you, my love. I just need to know you’re home and safe and things are as okay as they can be. How is Travis? Does he need anything?

I cringed and my heart dipped for a second.

I hated when Tad brought up Travis.

I hated myself for letting Travis meet Tad.

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