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Chapter24

Jasper

Only an hour remained until quitting time, and Zeke sat in my office with me, discussing an incident that had taken place between two teens not long after the board meeting had ended. Fists had flown, enough to bruise knuckles and make noses bleed. I expected two black eyes in twenty-four hours.

They’d both been sat down, read the riot act, and given tasks around the place for punishment. The janitors would welcome the two teens into their fold for the rest of the week’s work.

At least the on-again/off-again friends had cleared the air between them on their own before an hour had passed. That didn’t get them out of spending a few mornings with the cleaning staff though.

I glanced at my cell atop my desk. It sat silent. How long did it take to fill out paperwork and file a harassment order? Why hadn’t he texted me with an update?

I swiped my cell to life to make sure—yet again—that I hadn’t missed a notification.

“Go home,” Zeke said, chuckling.

“Shut up,” I muttered.

“Shit’s done here for the day,” Zeke stated, slapping my desk and rising to his feet. “Text your man to let him know you’re leaving the office, pack up, and head out. It’s been a long-as-fuck afternoon. If I’m beat and ready for my bed, I can imagine you’re twice as drained.”

“Seriously.” I heaved a sigh, dragging my ass off my chair to gather my things as Zeke made for my door.

He opened it. “Oh—hey,” I heard him say, sounding startled.

I glanced up.

Mason stood in front of Zeke, hand raised as though to knock. Pink flushed his cheeks as he glanced around my friend.

Our gazes connected, and my heart hit the goddamn floor before sprinting with rapid beats at his smile. Did time slow, or was that a figment of my imagination? I’d never seen Mason’s face so full of happiness, and I’d never caught sight of the wrinkles around his eyes from a full-on grin either.

My boyfriend was fucking gorgeous.

My dick thoroughly agreed, swiftly swelling with the need to show him how much I loved him.

“Okay, then.” Zeke cleared his throat while glancing between us. “I’ll just see myself out.” He stepped around Mason. “Have fun!” he called, disappearing down the hallway.

“Get your fine ass in here.” I growled the words since Mason’s expression said all I needed to know—things had gone well at the courthouse.

Mason scooted forward.

“Shut the door,” I hastened to add. “And flip the lock.”

He stuttered to a stop and spun back to obey my order. Turning once more, he paused, studying me from where I stood unmoving behind my desk. Less than fifteen feet separated us, but it felt like a goddamn mile.

“Come here, baby,” I held out my hand, getting off on how he rushed to listen to me—trusted me enough to submit to my every whim.

Mason slid his palm along mine, and I tugged him in fully against me. Hard muscle aligned with my body, and a shudder ripped through me as my dick made contact with his thigh, his against my lower stomach.

This man…

He shivered along with me, his lips quirking as though he struggled to keep quiet.

“Tell me.”

“I’m so worked up right now,” he said, his word rushed and breathless.

Lust shot through my cock, thickening me fully inside my pants. “I can see that,” I said with a smirk and slid my hands around his waist to fill my palms with his juicy ass. Something good had my lover on a natural high. Definitely worthy of commemorating with an exchange of bodily fluids.

Mason clutched at the back of my shirt, shifting on his feet. “Detective Jenner was at the courthouse, and I talked to him. Joseph hurt another man like he did me—he’s pressing charges and has a good case.”

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