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I’m just going to try to be supportive to him through these times.
I get to the office and he’s sitting behind his desk with a devious look in his eyes. He’s got two laptops in front of him.
“Hi,” I say in his doorway.
“Get in here and kiss me, peaches.” He orders.
I shut the door and wander in.
“Blinds,” he demands.
I shake my head. “Keep it professional, Mr. Carmichael. We don’t need any more salacious gossip or tabloid fodder just yet.”
He narrows his eyes. “You’re right. You still better come kiss me.”
I round his desk and lean over. He grabs my hair and uses it to deepen the kiss.
“We should go away this weekend.”
“Where?” I ask.
“Anywhere. Anywhere without internet or Wi-Fi.” He pulls me into his lap sideways.
My eyes dart toward the window. Stacy passes us, sees us, averts her gaze, and keeps walking. Helder in accounting then walks by from the other direction, doing the same.
“That doesn’t sound terrible. Except that I have to keep an eye on our social media accounts.” I have alerts on my phone to watch our reputation. “We’ve got lots of traffic outside those windows, best let me up,” I say, trying to get out of his lap. He’s got a firm hold on me.
“Get Kieran or an intern to do it. If shit with my mother gets linked to the company, or rather when it does, it’ll be a shit show all week.” He starts tonguing my earlobe. “Have a feeling sparks are gonna be flyin’ all week long, in fact. A getaway might be good. Maybe we’ll take off tomorrow night and have a long weekend.”
I make a sour face. “Yeah. Well, it’s one of the things I’m paid to do so I should be doing it, not taking off to some sex lair with no cell signal.”
He shrugs. “We’ll talk closer to the weekend, see where things are at. Now get off my lap, peaches. You’re making me hard. I haven’t fucked you in two days. I’m about to throw the blinds down and take you against your will.”
I raise my eyebrows in challenge. “Against my what?”
“Okay, with a safeword.” He snickers.
He’s edgy today. He’s defiant today. I’m not sure if it’s sexy or a little bit scary.
“I gotta get into my day,” I say, heading for the door. He follows. He then smirks deviously and grabs my ass and then kisses my collar bone and heads out of his office before I do.
I look back at his desk at the two laptops sitting there side by side.
I don’t know why, maybe because of the way he was just acting, but I walk behind his desk and take a look.
His non-Carmichael laptop is bigger. Sleeker. It’s on a video channel home page with user ‘h8fux’ as the icon. There’s a video on-screen with a message that says “Your video has been uploaded.” There’s a Lingo email tab beside this video site tab.
Oh my God.
He didn’t.
He didn’t upload those videos of Bella like he threatened.
I tap the touchpad and open the email tab. There’s an email right there.
From: [email protected]
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