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“Right,” his voice is colored with disbelief.
I don’t say anything else, just head for the stairs and jog up the two flights to our offices. As soon as I’m in my office, I flip on the security cameras and select the cam with the best view of her. She looks so fucking radiant tonight. She outshines every woman in the room without even trying. Grant is blocking her from Jacob’s view, thank fuck.
I was able to rein myself in this past week and only accessed her camera twice. I told myself it was to make sure everything was working properly, but obviously that is a bunch of bullshit. I am a bit worried after watching two rehearsals. She stumbled in both of them. It was barely noticeable, but all I seem to be able to do right now is catalog her every move.
A knock at the door startles me, and I call for whomever it is to come in. A strangled groan almost escapes me when I realize it’s Sarah. She’s one of our attorneys and my sometimes play partner. When she didn’t come slinking into my office earlier, I hoped that meant she was out today. Apparently, no such luck.
Her blonde hair is down her shoulders in loose waves, streaks of silver the only thing that gives away her age. She’s in her mid-forties, but her skin is still tight and firm, her body has the curves of a mother. She’s beautiful but quite literally the last person I want to deal with. I need to end it completely.
“Sir,” she slinks toward me with her bowed. Her charcoal gray pencil skirt has a slit up one side, exposing her shapely thighs, and her deep purple blouse is halfway unbuttoned. I stop her right before she drops to her knees in front of me.
“Sarah,” I don’t miss the look of hurt that flashes in her eyes at the use of her name instead of her pet name, “stand up.”
She finally makes eye contact with me. Her confident and intelligent attorney side comes back to take the place of her submissive side.
“I can’t do this anymore,” I say simply.
“Why?” she asks, clutching her blouse together now.
“There’s someone else.”
“We aren’t monogamous,” she says with confusion, “so I don’t see how that is a problem.” Understanding crosses her face as she takes in my expression. “Ah, she’s different.”
“Yeah, she is. I can’t stop thinking about her. Poly or not, my partners deserve my full attention when they are with me, and I can’t give that right now.”
“To anyone but her, you mean.”
“Exactly,” I say as I glance over at the security feeds. I do a double-take because now instead of Grant standing with her at the bar, Jacob is there. I watch as he lifts his hand and runs a finger down her arm. I grab my wallet, keys, and phone and walk past Sarah. “I’m sorry to leave so abruptly, but I just remembered something.”
That Claire Volkov is mine and fuck the consequences.
