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He’s so thoughtful, so attentive. If Quin isn’t careful, he’s going to make me fall in love with him.
Chapter Nine
Red
Afewweeksafterwe have dinner with Savage and Abel, I’m getting comfortable working at the security firm as Caleb Hughes. I’m not sure how Quin pulled it off, but a week after I told him I could work for him and how much Ihatethe name Dwight, he presented me with a passport, license, a few credit cards—that I tried to give back to him, but he used his Daddy voice to make me take them—and a new social insurance card. I’m officially a new person and I’m pretty excited about it.
There aren’t many phone calls that come in for services, as most people use email. Other than a few people inquiring about prices for small events, the phone stays silent. But emails come through constantly. I find myself sending the same correspondence to people with a list of services and pricing to make it easier when they ask about hiring Quin’s company.
The other people that work here are really nice. Grant is huge, only slightly smaller than Quin, but has this cute face that makes you think he’s a big teddy bear. He helped me get the email template together so I can send it out for the inquiries. He’s also asked me about BC and what it was like growing up in Canada. Grant told me he was born and raised in a state called Utah, a stark contrast to the landscape of Canada.
Judy is so sweet. You can tell she’s as tough as the guys she works with, showing me a few take downs she learned in the Marines, but she has a vulnerability surrounding her. I like her immediately. She reminds me of Cara, which makes me feel like shit because I haven’t called her in weeks.
Last we spoke, she told me Jax had my stuff in my old apartment packed up and it’s sitting in a storage unit that’s paid up for a year outside of the city until I can have it delivered.
Even though I got rid of my old phone, so there would be no way Andler could track me, I know Cara’s number by heart. Since it’s fifteen minutes until my lunch, I knock off a bit early so I can make this call. After routing the calls, I punch in Cara’s number.
It rings four times and I think it’s going to roll over to the voicemail and I go to hang up, but then I hear her sweet voice and my eyes well with tears. I’ve missed my best friend. “This is Cara.”
“Hey, Cara. It’s me.
“Red! My God! I was soworriedabout you! I’ve tried calling you for weeks but didn’t hear back. Jax had to talk me out of reporting you missing since we knew you got to Quebec okay.” I promised to call her when I could after my first morning here, but it slipped my mind because I was having so much fun with Quin. I scold myself and tell myself to do better calling her and checking in.
“That’s a good call on his part,” I say, laughing. “How are you? Still in the States?”
“Yeah. We’re going to stick around for a while. New York City is busy, but the countryside is beautiful. We have a short-term lease here and we’ll figure out if we want to come back when it’s up. The guys like having a break and the rent is paid up. Might as well relax. How are you? Who are you with?”
Sighing, I put my head on my hand that’s resting on the desk. “Remember the guy that was looking for a boy you sent me to?”
Her gasp is loud and comical. “Are you serious? How did that even happen?”
I tell her how Quin gave me his card when I left the next morning, but I never thought I would use it. Then I tell her I saw the flight leaving less than an hour after I got to the airport was going to Quebec and thought of him.
“That sounds like some fate shit. I like it.” I laugh, but sober quickly.
Pulling in a deep breath, I tell her, “Malcolm”—I make sure to use his alias with here—"told his people here about what I overheard that Andler fuck say. About taking me to a warehouse in Thunder Coast. I’m not sure how many are in that area, but Malcolm said they’ll get a task force out there as soon as they can. They won’t get away with it.”
Cara agrees. “I’m glad. Hopefully, they’ll find it soon. Those guys deserved to be locked away for a long time. I’m glad you got away and you were able to report them. You did a brave thing, Red.”
Blinking away tears, I thank her for her words. We talk for a while more with me promising I’ll check in with her more often. We say our goodbyes, with Cara promising to visit so she can meet Quin properly. Judy, Grant, Michael, and a few of the other employees head out for lunch. Not seeing my Quin, I head to the back to see what’s going on. I find him behind his desk, a headset on, talking and typing away.
An idea pops in my head and I know it’ll get me punished. But it’ll be so worth it.
I hurry to the front to lock the door, checking the time and seeing I have forty-five minutes to do what I have to do before everyone comes back to the office. Checking my messenger bag—doing a quick happy dance when I see it—I pull out the travel packet of lube and condom I’ve taken to packing every day, just for a situation like this. Working with my daddy is like the ultimate fantasy, especially when he has a desk he can bend me over.
Taking a deep breath, I make up my mind and head to Quin’s office. I poke my head in, smiling when I see how good Quin looks behind his desk.
Not wanting to alert him to my presence right away, I watch Quin, loving how his mouth forms the French words he’s speaking with near perfect dialect. I’m not sure when he learned to speak French so fluently, but it’s sexy as fuck.
After another few seconds of staring, I knock at the door lightly. Quin looks up and sees me, smiling as he holds up one finger. Nodding, I make my way over to him and drop to my knees. His eyes go wide but he doesn’t try to stop me. Eagerly, I undo his pants and pull out the most beautiful dick I’ve ever seen. Long and veiny, thick and slightly curved, it’s the best looking cock I’ve come face to face with. Not wasting any time, I close my mouth over the head of his cock, groaning when I taste a drop of precome on my tongue. I look up at Quin to see his heated gaze locked on me.
“No, that’s fine. It’s just a matter of repairing the firewalls,” he says to whoever he’s talking to, tripping over his French just a little.
Swirling my tongue, I close my lips around the head of his dick, making him groan low in his throat. “Mmm … yes, that works. Let me … mmm … let me send you an email with the details.” Quin sounds strained and a little out of breath, the groans low enough for me to hear and maybe the person on the other line. “Yeah, sure. You got it.Fuck!” He curses in English when I drag my teeth over his dick lightly. From how much precome leaks into my mouth, I’d say my Daddy likes that.
I put a hand around his length and stroke him while I take as much of his dick into my mouth as I can, moaning softly while I do. I love sucking Quin off. Love how he responds to me when he’s in my mouth. He runs a hand through my hair and says, “I’m sorry. Stubbed my toe.” He laughs and palms the back of my head, rocking into my mouth. He goes a little deeper with each thrust, but not enough to gag me.
“Let’s … uh … talk tomorrow after I’ve … checked the … level of security you have.”I suck faster, bobbing my head up and down using my hand to squeeze and stroke him while he pushes inside. Popping off his cock, I kiss along the shaft, licking the underside until I get to his cockhead, then I lick around him thoroughly, catching all the precome that leaks.
