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“He was… good,” I mumble. “Really good.”
Charlotte arches a brow. “That’s it?”
I shrug. “What more do you want to know?”
“Did he go down on you?”
“I… No?”
My best friend scoffs derisively. “Ugh, men.”
“It was still great, though,” I insist. “We were just so… hot and heavy that we went straight to fucking.”
“Big?”
“Enormous.”
“And he clearly likes it rough,” she says, her eyes sweeping over my body. I’m covered in marks, some redder than others. I was as surprised as anyone when I found bite marks on myassthis morning in the shower.
“Yeah, well. I like it rough, too,” I mumble sheepishly.
“And you’re telling me he didn’t stay overnight? I would have liked to meet Mr. Grey in person.”
I shake my head slowly, ignoring the tightness in my chest. When I woke up this morning to the sound of my alarm, I was admittedly disappointed to find Mikhail gone. I want to be mad, of course. Who fucks a woman like that and leaves without a word?
Then again, Mikhail is a busy man. A CEO, in fact, running a massive cybersecurity company. I can’t exactly picture him sleeping in. What was I expecting? A thank you card? Maybe a bouquet of flowers? The romantic in me would like that very much, but the realist in me tells me that would never happen. Mikhail doesn’t exactly come across as the lovey-dovey type. He’s more feral animal, if anything.
The butterflies in my stomach flutter at the thought of seeing him at work today. It felt like everything last night had come to a boiling point. What happens now that the kettle has been taken off the burner? How am I supposed to deal with the fact that I slept with my boss?
A quick glance at the kitchen clock tells me I don’t have a lot of time to worry myself into an anxiety attack. I need to get going or I’ll be late, and I’d really rather deal with one glaring problem at a time.
“I really am sorry,” I tell Charlotte again. “You’re right. I should have told you we were leaving. I have no excuse, and I really hope you can forgive me. It will never happen again, I promise.”
Charlotte smiles gently. “Oh, babe. I forgave you hours ago. I was mostly just upset because I didn’t know if you were okay.”
“That’s fair.”
“Besides, it seems your friend did more than his fair share of punishing, wouldn’t you say?” She wiggles her eyebrows at me.
I ignore the heat filling my face. “You’re such a brat.”
“Face it, you love me.”
I roll my eyes and laugh. “Unfortunately.”
* * *
Charlie is nowhere to be found.
It strikes me as odd. I’ve grown used to his constant jabs and unnecessarily boisterous voice that it feels almost empty without him here—not that he’s missed or anything. There’s a strange tension in the air I can’t ignore, though. The remaining Tech Bros work diligently at their desks, keeping their heads down as they plug away at their coding projects. In the entire week I’ve been here, this is the first time I’ve actually seen themwork.
I take my seat, wary. Maybe Charlie’s gone to the bathroom or something. I half expect him to pop out at any moment to give me a scare—because he’s a dick and has the mental maturity of a twelve-year-old—but nothing happens. As the minutes roll into hours, it’s been nothing but smooth sailing. By the time lunch rolls around, I’ve finally had enough.
“Did Charlie call in sick or something?” I ask Timothy.
He peeks up at me over his laptop. “You didn’t hear?”
“Hear what?”
