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“Come on,” I say. “Let’s get you into bed.”
“Don’t make it sound so sexy. You literally wore me out. I’ll be lucky if I don’t fall asleep on the stairs.”
I make room for him to slide himself off the counter and put his dick back in his pants. He reaches over and palms my still raging erection. “What are we gonna do about this?”
“Ignore it,” I say.
He gives it a firm rub and hums. “Okay, I’ll make you a deal.”
According to Olivier’s logic, if I called out sick yesterday, I should call out sick tonight as well because no one recovers that fast, even from a cold, and I wouldn’t want to infect any of the building’s precious tenants or their dogs.
Which is why, instead of downstairs at the lobby desk, I’m lying on his leather sectional at nine p.m. watching Parasite with Olivier’s ass snuggled up to my crotch and my hand moving up and down his leg.
We weren’t expecting company, so when the knock comes, Olivier curses.
“Who is it?” I ask.
I know the habits of his evening visitors better than anyone else on the planet, and ever since the DUI, he doesn’t get any. There was the mafia wannabe, the obnoxious frat dude, and the blonde who was hitting on me last night at the engagement party. His parents never showed up on my shift, and Elodie always comes in with him. “Did you order something?”
“No,” he says grumpily and stands, glaring down at the tent in his shorts.
I chuckle. “You should’ve said something. I would have done something about that.”
“I was about to.”
The knock comes again, but this time with the voice. “Olivier, please!”
He and I look at each other, twin frowns on our faces. Elodie?
Olivier smoothly traps his cock behind his waistband, adjusts his shirt to cover the exposed head and hurries to get around the couch. “Coming!” he calls out.
I sit up, adjusting my own semi and watch to see what’s going on. She sounded urgent, and it’s the first time to my knowledge she’s shown up unannounced.
“Jesus—what happened?” Olivier’s voice.
A sob and then another worse sob, and the door closes.
“Who the fuck did this to you?”
I’m up at that, charging around the couch to see what’s happening.
I find them in an embrace in the foyer. She’s sobbing, and he’s running a worried hand up and down her back.
“What’s going on?” I ask, my voice deeper than usual.
Elodie startles at the sound of it, and then I see why she’s here.
The right side of her face is a mess. There’s a cut on her cheekbone, and she’s got a rapidly blackening eye. We both stare at each other in shock for a moment before I say, “Answer his question.”
“My…” She hiccups and sniffs. “My father. Last night. After everyone was gone.”
My limbs go cold, blood turning to ice. Olivier immediately has her against his chest again, and I stalk over to them. “Has this happened before?”
She nods, her forehead grinding against Olivier’s t-shirt.
“Does he know you’re here?” Olivier asks, and he sounds much less scary than I feel.
This. This is why I should have been on the desk tonight.
