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I opened my mouth to protest but he interrupted.
“Just dinner. To a really nice restaurant. We can talk, get to know each other. Please. Let me take you out and spoil you. You deserve it. I want you to see that is not who I really am.”
I sighed and closed my eyes for a moment. I did enjoy eating and here was a free dinner. I opened my eyes. “Okay. Dinner only. I will not be coming back to yours.”
“Well, maybe another time we might try again, but for now, dinner. Fantastic. I will pick you up at eight?”
I nodded and then took my coffee back out to the office. We had a large
apartment development coming up to sell soon and I needed to spend some time working on my sales pitch if I was to land it for my portfolio. I looked down at my feet and admired my Jimmy Choos. I won’t abandon you, I promised them. You just have to learn to share.
“You are doing what? Going out with that asshole again. Over my dead body Haley Martin.”
I had never seen Chase angry before but he looked like he was going to punch a wall. “Todd.” He shouted down the corridor. “Get out here now.”
Todd emerged from his room out into the hallway, rubbing his eyes. “I was having a nap. What’s going on?”
“Haley, here, has decided to go on another date with Floppy dick.”
“His name is Malcolm.”
“I can’t think of anything that goes with an M, all right? So I have named his penis instead.”
“You named another man’s penis?”
“Yes, and it is not the first time. Is it Todd?”
Todd shook his head, “It really isn’t.”
“Cancel and we will take you out instead,” Todd said, looking at Chase for his approval.
“Yes, let us take you out. We are much more fun.” Chase agreed.
“Thanks, guys, but it is just dinner. He is taking me out because he wants to say sorry for what happened that’s all. It is just to clear the air. I am going, because it has made work awkward, so I need to do this, okay?”
“I am not happy,” Chase replied. “Do not give him anything. Not any tongue, or a hand job. Nothing.”
“Yes, all right. I won’t anyway in case I gave him another reason to tell me I was hopeless in bed.”
“Go on your date, lady. Sorry, on your dinner. We are not even calling this a date, and then straight home. We’ll be having a chat tomorrow about this whole,” he flamboyantly wafted his hand all the way down the front of me, but did an extra couple of circles near my pussy, “situation.”
I sighed. “Fine, but right now I am going to get ready for my dinner.” I left them in the corridor and returned to my room. They were more trouble and more dramatic than the girls.
