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My sighting of her after so long made everything fade into nonexistence: the drone of the speaker, the rustling of papers, and the muffled coughs.
Genesis was with Finn Everette, one of the coolest guys at STS. When I met him last week, I liked him right away.
Finn is one of the best hackers STS has. He works remotely from Arizona, but comes to the office once a week. It gives me a kick to see him dressing the part of someone who can destroy systems with a few clicks of a mouse. He has the look of the desert about him, with his faded jeans and scuffed cowboy boots. That day, his long hair had brushed the collar of his blue work shirt and Sin couldn’t take her eyes off it.
I watched as Finn leaned into her, his arm nearly touching her right tit. It appeared he’d said something funny as Genesis had thrown back her head and laughed. The slim column of her neck lay bare, and all I could see in my mind’s eye was the mark I’d made on her that night in New Orleans.
And how, dear Lord, I’d wanted to do it again.
I’d shifted in my seat, willing my dick to go back to sleep as I roamed my hungry eyes over her juicy tits, and the impossible swell of her ass in her skinny jeans. Best of all was how her brown hair, loose for once, fell in gentle waves down her back.
My fingers itched to touch the silky strands. I knew how soft it was. How sweet it smelled.
By that time, my dick had stopped paying attention to my warnings and became increasingly noticeable as it strained the front of my light gray slacks.
That morning, as I’d gotten dressed in the hotel, something told me I should have worn my black suit. It’s way looser and the dark color hides many sins.
Did I listen?
No.
Same way, my chest didn’t listen when a lightning fork of jealousy exploded near my heart as Genesis touched Finn on his arm as they walked around the corner.
From her actions, it seemed Sin had forgotten all about me and the night we shared.
Because she lives with a man, dumbass, and not because of anything you did.
No matter how I spin it, the knowledge does little to reduce the ache in my chest.
To get over it, I hit the gym like a madman, and hung out with Shane and Joyce. I did my best not to feel sorry for myself when their PDA played up.
Shane is an astute business owner, no doubt. With no previous business experience, he’d built his gym and its membership up from scratch.
That’s admirable ambition in my reckoning.
Get Shane around Joyce, and all bets were off. His attention zeroed in on her tits or her ass while he half-paid attention to me, missing the point of our conversations more often than not.
Is that what it is like to be in love?
Well, maybe not love, but definitely all-consuming lust.
Is that the way I feel about Genesis?
Probably.
Gramps has never denied me anything growing up, and my wealth has allowed me to pay for whomever I’ve wanted. Not Genesis. Ican’thave her. She’swithsomeone. Someone that is notme.
And I don’t like the way my breath hitches every time I think about it.
A rap sounds on my open door. I look up to see Mr. Brown has his hand poised to knock again. I wave him forward.
“Mr. Grayson, the bi-weekly round table for my department, is underway. Would you like me to patch you in?”
STS runs its meetings unconventionally. Not in a bad way, just something I haven’t seen before. Any manager can join the round table of their subordinates from a remote location.
When the company first started out, upper management agreed that holding meetings in this manner gave the employees confidence to voice their concerns and not shy away from putting their ideas forward.
To be honest, I thought it would do the opposite. I believed the employees would complain about their rights being violated, but so far, that hasn’t been the case. And a good thing too. I’ve listened to three round table meetings, and the employees have been very frank and forthcoming with their ideas. Some of them are so damn good, I plan to implement them in the next few months.
