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"Liar," I chuckle.

"Do you really believe he works in here?" Crew asks, shooting me a grin. "I mean, seriously, what do you do?"

I roll my eyes.

"Careful, McNeill," Michael says. "He is still your boss. Which means we might have crossed a line or two here."

That makes me laugh. "I think we did that a long time ago. But we said no work at home. Guess we forgot to say no sex at work."

"I’m not complaining," Crew says. "Dani, you complaining?"

She shakes her head. "I’m having a major boss/secretary fantasy right now."

That makes me groan. "Damn. Let’s get you home and we can discuss your duties and salary in further detail."

Michael lifts Danielle’s jumpsuit off of the floor and carries it over to her. "I think she should have to interview for the position. Really convince you that she wants this job. That she’ll do anything to work for you."

My wife’s eyes widen. "Oh, yes, of course. Mr. Armstrong. I’m highly qualified for the position and I excel at attention to detail. I’ll be very…dutiful."

That’s all it takes. I point to the door. "Home. Now. Before I spank you again."

"That’s an empty threat," Crew points out. "I’m ordering food to be delivered here. We’re not getting home for hours because I have to see Dani’s job interview. And this swanky-ass office is perfect for this."

I look to Hughes. "Thoughts? Help?"

He shrugs and chuckles. "That does sound really fucking hot."

Danielle stands up and walks slowly toward me, confident in her naked body and the hold she has over me. Her fingers trail down over her nipples. "Would you like to hear about my experience?"

"Yes."

She takes a seat in the chair on the opposite side of the desk from mine. She crosses her legs tightly, straightens her back and rests her hands on her lap on top of her pussy.

"Order takeout in," I bark to Crew. "We have a lot of work to do. We might be pulling an all-nighter."

CHAPTER 21

Nathan

"Of course he turned this into a circus." I’m grinning, though, as Michael and I climb the stairs to our bedroom.

Michael laughs. "Well, it’s actually more of a carnival."

I am as surprised as anyone that I’m enjoying this.

Danielle and Crew are having their commitment ceremony at our house. Okay, technically outside our house. Crew was even responsible enough to get the permits needed. And there were a few. Not just to shut down the street in front of the house for the food trucks, but also to make room for the Ferris wheel, carnival games, and the two hot air balloons.

When I say he’s turning it into a circus, I mean it.

The only thing he didn’t do was bring in live animals, or clowns.

He mentioned animals and thank God, Danielle and Michael both talked him out of that.

Yes, all of the neighborhood kids would have loved pony rides and a petting zoo, but that was over the top, especially for an event that is supposed to be a wedding, not a county fair.

Thank God clowns didn’t even occur to him. Or at least he didn’t say them out loud to me.

As much as I love our baby-on-the-way and any future children we're going to have, the three other parents are going to have to handle any and all clown duty.

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