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MACY
It was about four o’clock in the morning when I woke up. I woke with a conviction to keep going. When I had gone to bed with a red nose and puffy eyes, I was leaning toward just not showing up for work ever again. I had convinced myself I couldn’t see him again.
But now, I felt differently. Now, I was ready to put on my big-girl panties and show him I was not to be toyed with. I had a job and I was going to do it. He and I would never happen.
He didn’t get to look at me, leer at me, or touch me. I was his assistant. He’d already told me I was damn good at my job. There was no way he could fire me for cause. If he wanted to keep going with this stupid revenge plot, I was going to make him fire me. Then I was going to turn around and make him pay dearly for screwing me over.
I lay in bed and plotted my revenge for his revenge. It was a little ridiculous to keep this stupid game going, but here we were. I wasn’t going to let him know he’d gutted me. I refused to give him the satisfaction. He could laugh with his friends and talk shit about me, but I wasn’t about to roll over and let him walk all over me.
I couldn’t go back to sleep. I threw off the blankets and started plotting my own revenge. I showered and made sure I put on the perfume I knew he loved. I wanted him to crave my touch. He might have done all this as a way to get at me, but I knew damn well he wanted me. There was no denying the passion.
I tried on several different outfits while I sipped coffee.
“You’re up already?” Trisha asked with a yawn.
“Couldn’t sleep.”
“What are you doing?” she asked and gestured at my bed.
It looked like a bomb had gone off. My entire closet was dumped on the bed. “I’m looking for something to wear.”
“Looks like you have a lot of options,” she said. “Where are you going?”
“I’m going to work.”
She frowned. “What? Why? I thought you were quitting.”
“I was going to, but I’ve changed my mind. I’m not going to give up. I’m not going to let him win. If he wants to play games, whatever. I’m there to do a job I happen to be very good at. If he doesn’t want me to work there, he’s going to have to fire me.”
“Are you sure you’re up for that?” she asked.
“Yep. My mind is made up. I know what I want. If I roll over and let him win, I’ll never forgive myself. He’s going to have this smug look on his face if I quit. There’s something in me that refuses to let him win. I know this is not healthy, but I cannot give up.”
“I understand,” she said. “So, we’re looking for another revenge outfit?”
“Yes, but this time I want to push the envelope,” I said. “I want to make sure he knows what he will never have again. I want him to be hard and panting and left with blue balls. Granted, he’ll just call his little girlfriend and fix the problem, but I still want him to be thinking about me when he’s doing her.”
“Alright,” she said. “I have a skirt. Hold on.”
She went back to her room and returned with a skirt that was probably not business casual. It was more club or date attire. And that was exactly what I wanted. “Yes,” I said. “I was thinking the bodysuit.”
She nodded. “Yes, perfect. Wear the black heels. Not the baby heel ones. The ones that make your legs look extra long.”
I knew my feet would be killing me by the end of the day, but it would be worth it. I dressed with intent. My makeup was perfect. I had spritzed on a little more perfume without actually swimming in it.
“You look hot,” Trisha declared. “Knock him dead.”
“Thanks.”
I stopped at the same coffee shop and got my usual order. I did not get him anything. He could get his own fucking coffee. Coffee delivery was above and beyond my required duties. He could drink the coffee from the breakroom.
“Are you feeling better?” the receptionist asked.
“I am, thank you so much,” I said, smiling.
I strolled through the office like nothing was wrong. His office door was open, telling me he was already in. I didn’t bother going in. I sat down at my desk and turned on the computer. I heard movement but didn’t bother looking up.
“Macy,” he said.
