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Jeff’s eyes dropped back to his paperwork briefly before swinging up to look at me again. I kept my expression blank as I watched him, but by the fourth glare he shot my way, I was ready to retaliate. No, I wasn’t so uncouth that I’d get up and walk down to his end of the room and punch him in his conceited jaw like I desperately wanted to…I had more tact than that. Instead, I puckered my lips together and kissed the air. Jeff’s eyes widened and his mouth actually dropped open. He scowled and averted his eyes, but just a few seconds later, he was looking at me yet again. I glanced around the room to make sure no one else was watching before I held Jeff’s gaze as I slowly slid my hand over my crotch, pretending to cup my dick. I stifled a smile as the guy’s face turned a scary shade of red. But instead of calling me out as a sick fuck or fag like I was expecting, he stole a glance around the room before letting his eyes return to me…and then to my crotch. He swallowed hard and actually licked his lips.
Guy was definitely a closet homo. I would have actually felt sorry for him if he wasn’t such a dick. Most of the other people Magnus and I had run into on the way to his boss’s office had been respectful and friendly, so I’d been polite in return. Despite the enjoyment I got from trying to ruffle Magnus’s feathers, I had no desire to embarrass him publicly. So, I’d kept to myself and watched how he’d interacted with everyone. He was polite and professional, and whenever anyone asked about Matty, he lit up like a fucking Christmas tree.
Until someone extended their condolences about his daughter. Then he crashed and burned and a wall came up as he thanked the person and moved on. Luckily, there hadn’t been many of those comments. And even those people, though I’d been irritated that they’d even brought up the issue, hadn’t been like Jeff or a few other guys who’d had alarm bells going off in my head. Yeah, Jeff and his buddies had said the right things, but their words never made it to their eyes. Jeff had intimated that he’d been glad to see Magnus after all this time, but all I’d seen in his spiteful green eyes had been resentment and envy. I hoped like hell that Magnus wasn’t really friends with the guy, especially now that I knew he was hiding a pretty damn big secret, if the wedding ring on his finger was anything to go by. If we’d been anywhere else, I’d have had a little fun with the man by bending him over his desk and teasing him with the promise of pleasure as I asked him all about the things his pretty little wife did…or didn’t do for him at home.
I sent Jeff one more flirtatious glance before removing my hand from my dick and returning my gaze to Magnus. It looked like he was finishing up his conversation because he was now standing in front of the desk. Sure enough, he shook hands with the guy on the other side and then he was heading my way. I checked to make sure there wasn’t any unseen threat and then stood.
Magnus seemed relaxed as he left the office and he gave me a slight nod. I stayed right next to him as we began heading for the exit…right past Jeff’s desk. Jeff saw us coming and I saw his cheeks once again flush with color.
Yeah, I’m on to you, fucker.
“You heading out?” Jeff asked as he climbed to his feet.
“Yeah,” was all Magnus said and I was surprised when he didn’t stop by the man’s desk.
“Um, yeah, okay,” Jeff sputtered as we passed him. I nearly chuckled when I spied the family photo on his desk. Wife was definitely pretty, not to mention two adorable little girls.
What an ass.
“I guess I’ll see you soon,” Jeff offered just as we reached the door.
“God, I fucking hope not,” Magnus said loud enough for the man to hear. I laughed at that and cast a glance over my shoulder at Jeff who was standing dumbfounded. His eyes shifted to mine and when I was sure he was focused on me, I glanced at the erection his thin pants couldn’t hide. Jeff quickly sat down and turned his chair so his lap was under his desk.
I couldn’t resist the devil whispering in my ear so I grabbed Magnus’s arm long enough to stop him from moving forward and then turned and returned to Jeff’s desk. I leaned over him and put my left hand on the back of his chair, my right hand on his desk, caging him in. “I bet you’d like to know what my hand feels like right about now, huh?” I said softly. Jeff managed to remain outwardly calm, but I heard a rush of air escape his lips. “Cute family,” I added and then just for good measure, I huskily whispered “Sir” into his ear, but this time there was no disrespect in my voice at all. I used my hand to shake the desk just slightly as if testing its strength. “Sturdy,” I commented absently before straightening. I stifled a chuckle as Jeff’s eyes widened and his lips parted. Yeah, the fucker was definitely imagining me bent over his big ass desk.
