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She raises an eyebrow at me and glides across our cubicle in her chair. “Ohreally?Did he ask you to come?”
“No…not exactly. He gave me the option.”
“And you took it?” She leans on my desk and purses her lips as she tucks a dark curly strand behind her ear. “Oh. My. God.” She taps my nose with each word. “You’re going down to Miami earlyalonewith our boss that has a major crush on you.” She squeals. “Did you wax?”
Yes.
“Marissa, I love this imagination you have but I really don’t think he has a crush on me.” My nipples tingling in my shirt refute that claim.Just the thought of him makes them hard.
“You’re so full of shit. You know he does! Oh my gosh, you’re going to get to the hotel and something is going to happen with one of your rooms forcing you into a room together with onlyonebed.” She giggles. “If he offers to sleep on the couch or the floor or some gentlemanly bullshit you say no. Do you understand me? NO. I hope you’re planning to take some sexy pajamas.”
Yes again.
I chuckle. “You and your romance novels.”
“I’m serious! Look, this is the perfect time. I’ll bet he takes you on a date.” She squeals again and rolls back to her side of the cubicle.
I’m about to respond when my phone rings and I see the number I’ve spent about half the day waiting for. “Hi, Mr. Beckham.”
“Take your panties off and come to my office.” I hear his voice low in my ear and I press a hand to my mouth to stop the moan that is threatening to escape.
“Is this time sensitive?”
“Yes. I need to touch you.” We had a very horny and sexy round of phone sex last night, but we haven’t really touched each other in two days and I’m guessing he’s feeling just as needy as I am. We should really wait until tonight. I’m already packed and ready for Miami, and I’m glad we decided that I would stay over tonight because I want several repeats of what happened over the weekend.
“Right, okay. I’ll be right there.” I’m out of my chair and my cubicle, grateful that Marissa is now on a call as I walk to the bathroom.
I enter the stall and slide my panties down my legs, grateful that I’m wearing thigh-highs to make this process much easier. I’ll admit I’ve been purposely wearing these instead of full pantyhose in case Wes was able to wear me down. I look down at my pussy, already wet and glistening just from the two sentences he said to me on the phone, and slide my panties into my blazer pocket. I let out a long breath as the air tickles the wet flesh before exiting the stall to wash my hands.
I’m walking towards Wes’ office when I hear my name being called and Liam is walking towards me.
Fuck, this is not what I need.
“Hey, I’m actually on my way to Mr. Beckham’s office.”
“Oh great, I’ll walk with you. I’m headed there anyway,” he responds. With every step towards his office, my sex gets wetter and I’m trying not to focus on that.
“So, where did you disappear to at the holiday party? It was like one minute you were there and the next you weren’t,” Liam says, his face filled with concern.
“Oh, I went home. I wasn’t feeling well.”
As we get closer to Wes’ office, I can already imagine his irritation at us walking in together.Or maybe I’m sensing my own irritation?
“I wish you would have told me; I could have taken you home so you didn’t have to Uber.” He smiles and I nod.
“Right.” Now, I’m suddenly nervous because what if he can smell my arousal?
No, you’re being paranoid.
I move, putting more space between us as we continue walking. “So, do you need a ride to the airport on Thursday or are you going with Marissa?”
“Oh…no I’m actually going tomorrow.”
He stops walking and furrows his brows, giving me a look of confusion and maybe also disappointment like he knows why I would be flying down early alone with our boss.But no, this was decided before we did anything. Not that it’s his business.
“Why?”
I stop walking even though I really don’t want to. “Mr. Beckham is and I’m his assistant.”
