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"No, I'm not," I replied.
"Why were you two together? Even the last time I came here, he was with you," she inquired.
"I don't know," I said. "Is it weird for a boss and his worker to be together? Coincidentally even?"
I wanted to play it safe. There was no need to anger her any further. She seemed to compose herself and gave off this look that seemed to say she was better than me. It disgusted me, but at the same time it had almost zero effect. If anything, I felt bad for her.
"You know he's a playboy right?" she asked.
I didn't say anything.
"Anyway, I am his favorite, so there's no way a runt like you is going to stand a chance," she smirked.
Yeah, I feel bad for her.
"I see," I replied.
"So whatever dreams you have of spending time together with him should be abandoned and dumped," she said with a threatening voice that wasn't really working.
"Okay, I'm sorry," I apologized.
"Better," she said, with a satisfied expression that made her think like she won something. "Stay away from him."
"Whatever you say, ma'am," I said.
She nodded and left me alone.
I let out a sigh, "Ethan, you dummy."
****
As the activities at the hospital wound down, I decided to see Ethan and tell him what had happened.
But as I stepped into his office, I found him on his computer biting down on his pen, looking extra sexy.
He turned to look at me and a smile formed on his face. "Welcome. I missed you."
I decided not to tell him. He motioned for me to come over so I did and sat on his thigh. He hugged me tightly and kissed my neck and cheeks repeatedly, tickling me in the process.
"Geez, we're in the office," I reminded him.
"And yet you had no problem sitting on my thigh," he mocked.
"Well, I could always say you forced me to do it for a higher raise," I joked.
"Take off the top of your scrubs, and I'll wire you a hundred thousand," he said with deadpan seriousness.
"You know I'll do it for free," I raised a brow.
"And that's why I love you," he said and kissed my lips softly before pulling away.
Your loss, Gabrielle.
I held his chin and started to kiss him again, slowly and sensually, getting to taste him properly and deeply.
Did he always taste this good?
I snuck my tongue into his mouth, and he captured it, sucking intensely on it, making my head spin with pleasure. I started to whimper as I was dragged into what I had started. His possessive hold on my hips told me there was no way he was letting me go. Never again. That filled me with more pride and satisfaction than she would ever have. We finally stopped the kiss, and I placed my forehead against his.
