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“I need to see you in my office… now,” I demand quietly.
With her head bowed down, she hides the smirk planted on her face and then lifts her head back, ignoring my presence. “Haden, it’s nice to finally meet you.” She shakes his hand politely. “Presley, are you still free to meet with Scarlett tomorrow afternoon? It’ll have to be on set. She has about two hours to spare before they head out to the desert to do the night shoot.”
“I’ve got it scheduled in. Thanks so much for your help, Morgan.” Presley smiles in return.
My presence, along with Morgan’s sudden shyness, creates an awkward tension in the room. Haden and Presley watch both of us curiously.
“Well, I must head off. I’ve got a meeting across town this afternoon. Mr. Mason, did you need to discuss something?”
I force a smile, nodding my head as I walk toward my office, and she follows me. Closing the door behind her, I curse the glass walls that give everyone a view directly into my office. Sitting at my desk, I ask her to take a seat. She sits in front of me, purposely adjusting her collar giving me a bird’s eye view of her tits. Fuck me dead. Just act professional, remember the glass windows and the fact that everyone can see into the office.
I quietly observe her, my pen dangling off my lip as she gazes at me with such innocence as if she never sent me any picture at all.
“I meant what I said. You’re going to pay for what you did to me in there.”
She leans forward, sliding her cell in front of me. “Such a shame about the glass walls,” she says, looking back. “I was going to apologize in person, but we can’t have everyone knowing, now can we?”
My eyes are entirely fixated on her tits, the lace barely covering her nipple. I tighten my thighs, trying to control my dick exploding in my pants.
“So, maybe this will help ease the situation.” She presses play on her cell, and my eyes are glued to the screen. Her hands are sliding down her thigh, across her black panties. Her back arches, and without any delay, she slides them inside her panties, rubbing her clit.
I have officially died and gone to heaven.
My pen has teeth marks where I’ve unknowingly bitten down, controlling my thirst to have her right here on my desk. She pulls the pen away from my mouth, leaning back against the chair and placing it in hers, biting down exactly where my mouth was.
“How hard is it for you to get out of that meeting this afternoon?” I say roughly. “I could pretty much fuck you all afternoon and night.”
“Apparently, you can multitask,” she reminds me with a sly grin. “I have to go.”
I stand quickly. “You can’t go,” I complain like a spoiled child. “It’s fierce to leave a man this hard, not to mention unprofessional.”
“Oh,” she drags out with a pout. “Poor baby. I’m sure we can sort something out later.”
“I’m serious, Morgan. You can’t keep doing this to me. It’s unfair.”
Her expression changes, sympathizing with my predicament, and just when she’s about to talk, my office phone rings. “Excuse me for just one minute,” I ask, pressing the speaker.
“Noah Mason,” I answer.
“Oh my God! You’re alive!” Kate barrels down the phone. “You didn’t text me back last night, and it was even worse this morning. Hello, I need you!”
I pick up the receiver. “Yes, I’m alive, but kind of busy right now.”
“Workaholic,” Kate says, annoyed. “So, listen, I’m flying to LA for work in a couple of days. There’s a work event, and you’re going to be my plus one. I can’t be a loner. How else will I pick up?”
“Sure, just text me the details. Listen, I have to go. I’ll see you then.”
“Oh, you’re a boring old sod,” she complains, then hangs up the phone.
Morgan is standing, watching me. “Who was that?”
“Just a friend.”
“A friend? It sounded like a woman.”
Her tone catches me off guard. “What’s wrong with having a woman for a friend?”
“Because Noah Mason doesn’t come across as a guy who has women friends. Not unless, of course, there’s a hidden agenda.”
