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Please don’t say anything stupid, I begged her silently as I crossed the room and pulled on my shoes. If you start telling me that you’re falling in love with me, I don’t know how I can handle it. Why the hell did I have to screw a virgin, anyway? What the fuck was the point of that?
“So,” I said. “Guess I’ll see you tomorrow?”
Hannah nodded. “You don’t have to go,” she said eagerly. “You can definitely stay. I mean, my bed isn’t the greatest. But I think it’s pretty comfortable.” She stepped closer, putting her arms around my neck.
I kissed her quickly, savoring the taste of sweat on her lips. She was sweet, really. I felt bad for being such a shit to her before. But that didn’t mean I was ready for anything other than a casual fuck-buddy relationship. After all, what the hell else was I going to do if I had to work for my father? Working at Creovation, Inc. and doing grunt work wouldn’t exactly leave me with the free time I was used to. I was already starting to feel resentful of Brett for being able to go out whenever he wanted.
“Can’t stay,” I said. “I never sleep well in someone else’s bed. You understand, right?”
Hannah nodded. “Not really,” she said. She bit her lip and blushed, looking down at the dusty wooden floorboards. “Oh well,” she added. “I’m fine.”
I cocked my head to the side. “Why wouldn’t you be?”
Hannah shrugged. “I don’t know,” she said quietly. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Justin.”
Before I could reply, she dashed down the hall and into the bathroom. With a sigh, I left before I had too much time to think about whether or not she was crying.
When I got home, I was surprised to discover that I couldn’t relax. Normally, my alone time after sex was some of my favorite time in the world because it was when I was at my most relaxed. I always liked to pour myself a drink and lean back, thinking about the amazingly gorgeous woman I’d just screwed.
But this time was different. For some reason, even with a tumbler of whiskey in my hand, I couldn’t calm down. I kept thinking about how sad Hannah had looked when I’d left her apartment, like I’d somehow crushed all of her dreams at once.
It’s just because she was a virgin, I thought. She’s never had any kind of experience with men before, so yeah, obviously she’s going to be clingy.
I shouldn’t have slept with her. I knew it – I didn’t need my subconscious reminding me of that fact at will. But I knew that I’d screwed up, and I wondered what I could do to make it right.
I’m thirty years old, and I’ve never had a real relationship. I’ve had dates, yeah, but there was never any woman that seemed special enough to settle down with. Or hell, there was never any woman tantalizing enough to make me want to commit. All of the women I’ve fucked have been gorgeous – some even pretty enough to model. But there was never any kind of connection.
Frowning, I thought back to the conversation that I’d had with Hannah in the back of the limo. I shivered, realizing that I’d been more candid with her than with anyone else in my lifetime.
What the hell was happening to me?
Finally, I crawled into bed after nursing three more glasses of whiskey and fell into a dark, dreamless sleep.
The next day, my father called me into his office first thing. My stomach was in knots – I was sure that he was about to call me out for sleeping with Hannah after my very first day on the job. Instead, he narrowed his eyes.
“Justin, be aware that I’m going to be keeping a very close eye on you,” he said slowly. “So you know. Don’t think about stepping a toe out of line.”
I laughed. “Pops, why the hell do you think I’d do something like that?” I smirked. “You’re going to cut off my inheritance, I know. So yeah, obviously, I’m going to behave myself.”
My father turned red in the face with anger and I silently congratulated myself for making him explode.
“You know this is serious, Justin,” my father hissed. He stood up, leaning over his desk. There was a bulging, angry vein popping out of his forehead. “This is a company, my company! If you do anything stupid, anything that could get us sued…God! Look at how you’ve forced me to deal with you!”
“Come the fuck on,” I said, crossing my arms over my chest and snorting. “What the hell do you think I’m gonna do, Dad?”
My father was so angry he was turning purple. “Do not test me, Justin,” Dad hissed. “Do not even think about crossing an inappropriate boundary!”
“What are you even talking about?” I snapped. “Give me a little fucking credit! I just started yesterday!”
“You were leering at Hannah,” Dad spat. “You were looking at her in a way that could make us get sued for sexual harassment! Keep your fucking dick in your pants, Justin!”
I rolled my eyes. “Whatever,” I said, turning on my heel and walking out of the office.
But as soon as I was away from my father, I knew that he likely wasn’t wrong. I wasn’t sure whether or not he was serious about taking away my inheritance, but I didn’t want to do anything to risk it. And maybe he was right – maybe if someone had seen me kissing Hannah in the office, that would be enough to get me fired right then and there.
“Hi Justin,” Hannah chirped as I walked past her desk. She was wearing a low-cut black dress that made her already-fantastic tits look even better. As I walked by, she smiled seductively and pressed her arms against her breasts, creating a magnificent line of cleavage.
“Whatever,” I mumbled, pushing past her and sitting down hard at my desk.
