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Did I overreact last night?
Maybe.
Maliki isn’t mine. I have no claim to him.
I have no right to be upset, but I can’t stop imagining Penny returning for round two … two hundred … who knows how many times they’ve banged?
She wasn’t startled, seeing me—a clear sign she was staking her claim and making it known they had history.
When I go to the bar in search of him, it’s empty. My next stop is the dreaded office—somewhere I haven’t stepped foot in since that night. The door is shut. I knock and wait until he calls for me to come in. He pulls away from the paperwork on the desk when he sees me, straightening in his chair, almost appearing as if he’s a boss intending to scold an employee.
There’s no roadmap for where this conversation will lead. I’m a married woman, frustrated at him over another woman. I’m in the wrong and mortified by my feelings.
“Hey,” he says, realizing I’m a mute weirdo gawking at him.
“Hi,” I nearly whisper, shutting the door.
“Look, about Penny,” he begins.
“Ah, good ole Penny.” The mockery falls from my lips in contempt. My eyes shoot from him to the desk, and I cringe. “Okay, I can’t talk to you in here.” I put my hand up and gulp away the disgust rising.
His gaze shoots around the room in confusion. “What? Why?”
“That desk. I can’t even look at it after your whole … sexcapade withPenny.”
He leans back in his chair and fastens his hands together behind his head. “You mean, after you spied on me?”
“I didn’t spy on you.”
“I watched the cameras. You didn’t take a peek and then scurry along—which, I might add, a sane person would have done. You stayed and enjoyed the show. A show that wasn’t yours to watch.”
I stutter for the right words. “I was … shocked … horrified … frozen in place.” I cross my arms. “Don’t twist this around on me. You should’ve advised me not to work last night if you knew she was returning for another go at desk-fucking.”
“I didn’t know she was coming last night,nordid I invite her to come later. Do you thinkforgot my walletis code for sex? I was as surprised and pissed as you.”
“I wasn’t pissed.”
“You were pissed. Jealousy looks sexy on you.”
“Excuse me? I wasn’t jealous of her.” I was, but I snort to make myself sound more believable. “I was annoyed, is all.”Irritated that you had my panties wet, offering me something I’d wanted for years, and then bam, Penny the Penis-Blocker showed up.“I’ll be upstairs. We can have this chitchat then.”
He drops his arms and shifts in his chair. “Look, I’m sorry.” A self-satisfied smile hits his lips. “Not that I have much to atone for.”
“Then, you’re not apologizing, Fake Apology Giver.”
“I’m apologizing for Penny’s behavior. I did nothing wrong.”
“You’re right. You shouldn’t have to apologize for desk-banging chicks.”
“Don’t make it sound like cheap porn.”
“It sure looked like cheap porn. If it walks like a duck, talks like a duck, then it’s cheap duck porn.”
“You’re impossible,” he mutters. “It was much better quality thanporn.Yes, I had sex with Penny. No, I won’t do it again. It’s settled. Let’s move forward.”
I scrape my hands together. “Conversation over.”
I spin around in my wedges and feel Maliki behind me as I dash upstairs. I leave the door open for him and plop down on a stool at the island.
