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The sexy stranger that I met in the bar last night was my boss. The longer that fact settled inside me, the more I wanted the ground to open up and just swallow me whole. “Are you okay?” Caitlyn asked, eyeing me suspiciously. “You look like you’ve just seen a ghost.” That was an understatement. If she only knew what was going on in my mind… “I know we scared you with how difficult he is to please,” Jeff said, amused by my reaction. “But at least he’s not bad to look at.” “Um… I, uh—” I stammered, feeling lost for words. What were the odds of something like this even happening?I mentally kicked myself for having the worst luck possible. I could feel the blood draining from my face. I hid out of view behind one of the doors, hoping he wouldn’t see me as he walked in. The last thing I wanted right now was to have to speak to him. Not before I’d gotten my tumbling thoughts and emotions in check. Jeff and Caitlyn chuckled at my theatrics. They must’ve thought I’d lost my mind. “Hey,” Caitlyn came up behind me. “I feel bad now. Maybe we shouldn’t have told you all those things. He’s really not that bad. I’m sure you’ll do just fine.” “No, it’s not that,” I said quickly. “I just think I should get to work instead of standing around.” I began to plot all the possible ways I could get away with not having to face Dylan right now. He had stopped talking to Marsha and was not looking in my direction. This was my chance. I took the moment to make a beeline for the office bathroom where I’d have a chance to clear my head. But just when I thought I’d dodged the bullet, I heard Marsha call out my name. “Kathy, can you come here for a second?” she asked. “I want to introduce you to Dylan.” I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. My heart hammered in my chest, threatening to rip clean out of me. “Sure thing,” I quickly opened the washroom door and plastered on a smile, even though I was freaking out on the inside, and slowly walked over to where the two of them were standing. My eyes were trained on the floor. “Dylan, this is Kathy, our new hire,” Marsha said. “She started just today.” I couldn’t avoid it any longer. I mustered up all the courage I could manage and finally looked up at him. He smiled at me, seemingly unfazed. The corners of his eyes crinkled and he cut the most dashing figure I’d seen. Well, since last night, that is. Jeff was right about one thing—he wasn’t bad to look at. Not bad at all. “It’s great to meet you, Kathy,” Dylan said in a strictly professional tone. I had expected him to have a totally different reaction. Or at the very least, I expected to see some kind of recognition in those dreamy eyes. But there was none. I nodded at him, tongue-tied. What was I even supposed to say? Sorry, I snuck out of your place without saying anything. But I had a great time last night. Excited to work together, Boss! He seemed to notice how my cheeks had turned bright red. Still, even then he was the picture of calm and collected. “You seem nervous,” he remarked pointedly, meeting my gaze. Instantly, flashbacks of him bending me over the windowsill in his penthouse flooded my mind. I blinked a few times, trying to snap myself out of the trance I was in. “No,” I croaked. “It’s just that this is my first day.” He nodded, his expression giving no indication of him having met me before. According to Dylan’s reaction, we were total strangers. “Good luck. I have some important calls to take, so I’ll be in my office,” he said and then turned to his heel to leave, ending our conversation abruptly. I was left staring at his retreating figure and wondered if he remembered me. Surely, it hadn’t been long enough for him to just forget someone he slept with the night before. But with the way he was acting, I was left doubting my own memory about whether last night had happened at all. ∞∞∞ “Kathy!” an excited figure called out by name from afar, rushing over to me. I had decided to use my lunch break to meet up with an old friend, Sarah, at a cafe close to my office. After what happened that morning, seeing a familiar face felt good. We hadn’t seen each other for many years but I recognized her straight away. She came over and hugged me tightly. “God, I missed you too much,” she said, taking her seat at the table. “I haven’t seen you in forever.” “It’s been a minute,” I smiled. Her energy was infectious, and I instantly felt my mood lifting. “You have no idea how excited I was when you told me you were moving to New York,” she gushed. “Me too. I’m so glad you’re around,” I said sincerely. “This city can be a lonely place and I’m happy to have a friend here.” “Uh, friend?” she shot me a look. “Sorry,” I chuckled. “Best friend.” “That’s more like it,” she grinned and then leaned over the table. “So, tell me everything. How’s the new job?” I groaned loudly, burying my face between my hands. “Don’t even get me started.” “Is it that bad?” Her tone was immediately clouded with concern. “The company is great,” I said. “It’s just my luck that sucks.” “Come on. I know you’re exaggerating. You’re working at one of the best companies in the city, in a role that people admire. How can you say that your luck is terrible?” she questioned, narrowing her eyes at me. “Well, I met my boss today,” I said. “Turns out, it wasn’t the first time we’ve met each other.” “Oh, did you two get a chance to meet before? At a work event or something?” she asked curiously. “Not quite,” I gulped down the lump that formed in my throat just by thinking about what had happened this morning. But I had to get it off my chest. “I met a wonderful gentleman at the bar last night, and we really hit it off. One thing led to another, and we ended the night at his place.” “And?” Sarah prodded. I sighed heavily. I’d hoped she’d fill the rest of my story in by herself. “Well, I walk into work this morning, and guess who I see?” Sarah’s eyes widened, the penny finally dropping. “You’re kidding!” “I wish,” I replied flatly. “But no. I’m dead serious.” Sarah burst into a fit of laughter. “Oh my gosh, Kathy. This is hilarious,” she said in between her laughs.“If that means when they tried to auction Megan off for their own little sick pleasure, then yes,” I respond. “How can you think it was the wrong thing to do?”“Well, everyone did it. Those in the bridal party who weren’t in a relationship went up and did it. And so did some of the single girls. It was a lot of fun.”The fact that she’s so nonchalant about it makes the whole thing even worse. She’s vile.“And how many of them knew about it beforehand?” I want her to realize that what they did was wrong.“All of them, of course.”I can’t help but bark out a harsh laugh. “Seriously? All of them knew about it, but Megan didn’t. She organized the engagement party, and that was obviously not part of it.”“Anna wanted to put it in,” she explains. “She said it would help her good friend who was still pining for her ex to get out and meet someone else.”I’m not surprised that she spun it like that. I know for a fact that Megan isn't pining for Eric, but Anna will make it sound like she’s the
JoelA knock at the door has me looking up, and the vice president appears in the doorway. He gives me a sympathetic smile.“Burning the midnight oil at both ends again?”“You could say that,” I gesture at the desktop. “Even with a PA, it just keeps piling up.”“You should leave it until Monday,” he says. “Let Megan deal with it.”“Just like you’re leaving it to Madeleine, eh, George?” I chuckle.George grins. “Sometimes, you have to do things yourself. Even the most trusted assistants can’t do what we need.”“Is that what you think?” I ask, leaning back in my chair.“Well, isn’t that the reason you’re in here after hours?”It isn’t, but I’m not about to tell George the truth. It’s not exactly something I can talk about with the vice president. Sighing, I reach for my coffee.“I’m probably going to be here for a while. Don’t worry about me,” I reply.“You sure? You don’t want any company?” He looks at me as though he’s trying to figure something out. Perhaps why I’m giving him the col
Natalie’s eyes glint, and she looks triumphant. “I knew it! I knew it was about Dad!” “What are you talking about? I didn’t say a word!” “You didn’t need to. You just went bright red,” Natalie giggles. “You think you’re good at hiding things from people, and you are, for the most part. But not me. I know you too well.” I know she does. Ever since I started at her father’s company, Natalie and I have been close friends. She is an astute person, really bright. That is why she was going to graduate magna cum laude; the brain of hers is much like her father’s. Of course she was going to know me better than I would want. I look at my hands as I talk. There’s no way that I can tell her the truth while I’m looking her in the eye. “Fine. You’ve got me. The truth is… well…” “Do you want me to fill in the blanks?” Natalie asks. “How can you fill in the blanks?” Natalie is giving me a knowing smirk when I glance up. She winks at me. “When Dad took you out of Anna’s engagement party, you
Megan I jump when a hand is waved in front of my face. I look around and see Natalie looking at me oddly. “Megan? Hello?” “Hmm? What?” I respond without looking at her. “You’re not paying attention, are you?” Natalie sighs. “Honestly, you’re the one who wanted to watchThe Last of Us, and you’re the one not even paying attention.” It takes me a moment for me to realize where I am. Natalie and I were having a binge-watching evening at her apartment, and I have been begging her to watchThe Last of Usfor a while now. It’s not her thing, but I know she’ll love it. Now I’m embarrassed that she is watching it and I’m not. “I have played the game, Natalie.” “But you’re the one who wanted to watch it, and I allowed it because you’re my best friend. I even got the popcorn you like.” Natalie pauses the TV and turns to face me. “What’s going on? You’ve been out of sorts for a couple of weeks now. Clark has told me that you are either off in your own thoughts or running around trying to be
Joel It’s been a while since I woke up with a smile on my face. Or so satiated. My body feels floppy as I roll onto my back. I realize that Megan is not in bed with me. But I can smell food in the air. My stomach growls. Megan really knows how to make me want whatever she has. And that includes her body. I lie in bed for a while, thinking about what happened the night before. I hadn’t planned to have sex with her. That wasn’t why I brought her here. I hadn’t expected Megan to come into my shower and strip off for me while I was trying to take the edge off. But I’m fucking glad she did. Now I’ve been inside her, tasted her body and heard her as she came, I don’t think I’d be able to let go. Megan is just incredible. Of course, things are going to be a little complicated, but we can work around it. I know we can. I want us to work out. Hopefully, Megan feels the same way. I get up and put on a pair of sweatpants, choosing to leave my chest bare. If Megan wants to get naked again,
Megan I watch Joel take the stairs two at a time, looking like he wants to get away from me. That hurts a little, but I can’t blame him for his reaction. He is probably angry at Anna and doesn’t want to start ranting about her in front of me. Not that I’d care. I would probably join him in doing that. I want to sleep, hide away, but I’m feeling too antsy to do it. Everything feels twitchy, and I can’t stop shuffling from foot to foot. That bitch thought she could do something so sick at her engagement party and think it was okay. I shudder to think what she’s going to do at the wedding. If she hadn’t paid me for my work, I wouldn’t have anything to do with it at all. Finding out what she planned to do to me has solidified my decision to not go. Visiting Mom is definitely a better option. Shooting a quick text to Clark to make sure he doesn’t worry about me, I start exploring the house. I’ve been inside a few times, but I’ve not properly explored it all. Joel has a lovely house o







