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Inappropriate Conduct
Last Updated : 2025-07-17
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Jamie Reyes doesn’t do one-night stands. But after a soul-crushing breakup and too many glasses of whiskey, he lets himself fall—just once—for a stranger’s hands, lips, and whispered promises in the dark. No names. No strings. No future. Until Monday morning, when his anonymous hookup steps into the conference room… as Julian Black, his new department supervisor. Julian is everything Jamie shouldn’t want—older, emotionally locked down, and strictly off-limits. Yet the tension simmers, sharp as ever, and pretending it didn’t happen is impossible when every brush of fingers feels like a memory. They’re supposed to be professionals. They’re not supposed to want more. And if they’re caught, everything Jamie’s worked for could fall apart. But what happens when the lines blur, and a one-night mistake becomes the one thing neither of them can walk away from? A steamy, slow-burn MM office romance filled with forbidden tension, secret glances, and the kind of chemistry that doesn’t stay buried.
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Last Friday
Chapter One — Last Friday
Jamie He was never the type to hook up with strangers. At least, that’s what he used to tell himself. But last Friday… the bar was too warm, the lights were too low, and the man—that man—looked at him like he wanted to ruin him slowly and then apologize for it with his mouth. No names. No numbers. Just eye contact across the bar, too many drinks, and the kind of electric chemistry that short-circuited every rational part of Jamie’s brain. They kissed in the back of a cab. Touched like they were already naked. And by the time they reached the hotel, Jamie had forgotten how to breathe without the other man’s hands on his skin. “Tell me to stop,” the man had whispered, voice low and firm as he pressed Jamie against the wall of the hallway. Jamie didn’t. He should have. But instead, he let himself be undressed like a secret and held like something someone might miss in the morning. And he had. Because when Jamie woke up the next morning—barely covered by the hotel sheets, mouth dry, thighs aching—the man was gone. No name. No note. Just a lingering scent on the pillow and a faint ache between his legs that screamed mistake. Except it hadn’t felt like one at the time. Jamie shook the memory off as he adjusted his shirt collar and stepped into the conference room. His first day at the new job—clean start, stable paycheck, full benefits. He’d promised himself he’d leave the chaos behind. No more messy entanglements. No more mistakes. He took a seat near the back, forcing himself to breathe evenly. Around him, people chatted and shuffled papers. A few glanced his way and offered polite smiles. Jamie returned one, even as his stomach twisted. He barely heard the voices around him until someone cleared their throat and the chatter died. “Good morning, everyone,” came a voice from the front of the room. Deep. Calm. Unapologetically in control. Jamie looked up. And forgot how to blink. Standing at the front of the room in a charcoal-grey suit, sleeves rolled just enough to show a scar near his wrist, was the man from Friday night. Same sharp jawline. Same intense eyes. Same crooked smirk that curled at the corner like it held secrets Jamie had already tasted. The stranger—his hookup—turned toward the whiteboard and wrote: JULIAN BLACK Creative Director Jamie’s blood turned to ice. He coughed on his coffee, nearly dropping the paper cup in his lap. “Is everything okay?” someone beside him whispered. He nodded quickly. “Yeah. Just—hot coffee. I'm fine.” He was not fine. Not even remotely fine. Julian went on, presenting new department goals, onboarding procedures, creative briefs. His voice was even and composed, every word clean and measured. He didn’t look at Jamie again. Not directly. But Jamie felt it. That pull. That awareness. Like Julian was perfectly aware of every inch of skin he’d touched, every sound Jamie had made. And he was choosing not to react. Choosing to pretend it hadn’t happened. Jamie clenched his fists in his lap. He tried to tell himself this was fixable. Adults made mistakes. They moved past them. Except Julian Black wasn’t just a man from the past. He was the man standing between Jamie and his professional future. After the meeting ended, chairs scraped back and people began filing out. Jamie kept his head down, trying to blend into the walls. His brain was still on fire, and his heart was thundering loud enough to give him away. But then a voice—that voice—spoke from behind him. “Jamie Reyes, right?” He turned slowly. Julian was closer than expected. Polite smile in place. Completely unreadable. Jamie’s voice cracked. “Uh. Yes. That’s me.” Julian nodded like he’d never met him before. Like they hadn’t— No. He was definitely pretending. “Welcome to the team,” Julian said. “I’ll be overseeing your department, so if you ever need anything…” His gaze flicked down—just for a split second—then back up. “My door’s always open.” Jamie swallowed. “Thanks.” Julian started to turn, then paused. “And Jamie?” Jamie looked up. “That shirt looks better buttoned all the way up.” Then he walked away. .Latest chapter
Inappropriate Conduct Julian
POV: Julian---He told himself it was a mistake.That touching Jamie last night—pulling him close, watching his lips part in a gasp when Julian’s hands slid beneath his shirt—was just a momentary lapse. A punishment for coming into his world uninvited.But then morning came.And Jamie was still asleep in Julian’s bed.Bare chest rising and falling. Lips slightly parted. Hair a mess of curls on Julian’s pillow like he belonged there.Like he always had.Julian sat in the armchair, one ankle resting on his knee, a cup of untouched black coffee in his hand. His mind had already looped through half a dozen excuses—reasons why this didn’t matter, why it didn’t mean anything.None of them stuck.Because every time he looked at Jamie, every time he remembered the way Jamie moaned his name into the dark, logic crumbled.And all he could think about was how badly he wanted to do it again.Jamie stirred with a low groan, stretching languidly under the covers. The moment his eyes met Julian’s,
Last Updated : 2025-07-17Inappropriate Conduct Jamie
Chapter Eleven — JamieThe morning after should never feel like this cold.Jamie woke up cold.Not because the room was freezing—though it was—but because the spot next to him on the floor was empty.The carpet under his back was rough, imprinted with the shape of what they'd done. His arms ached. His thighs throbbed with a dull kind of soreness that reminded him this hadn’t been a dream.Julian Black had kissed him last night.Touched him.Sucked him until he came with a whimper and a prayer. Then let Jamie jerk him off while he gasped into Jamie’s neck like something fragile and ruined.And now… he was gone.Jamie sat up fast, heart punching into his throat.His shirt was half on—twisted, inside out—and his pants were somewhere by the foot of the bed. He scrambled to pull himself together, every muscle protesting.Where was Julian?A quiet sound—click. Porcelain on laminate.He turned.Julian was at the little table by the window, sitting stiffly in a dining chair like he was waitin
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Chapter Ten — JulianJamie kissed like he’d waited years for it.Desperate. Open. Starved.And Julian—God help him—gave in.No second-guessing this time.No speeches. No warnings. Just hands and teeth and heat.He hauled Jamie closer, one hand gripping the back of his neck, the other sliding beneath the hem of his T-shirt. Jamie gasped when their chests touched, and Julian felt the sharp arch of his back, the tremble in his thighs as he settled fully into his lap.His heart slammed against his ribs.This was happening.It was already happening.Jamie was grinding against him, mouth hot and slick, and Julian’s self-control cracked like glass under pressure.His fingers slid up Jamie’s bare spine.Smooth skin. Warm. He dragged his nails lightly just to feel Jamie shudder.Jamie pulled back with a breathless laugh, flushed and wild-eyed.“I thought you said you were sleeping on the floor.”Julian grinned against his mouth.“I am the floor.”Jamie groaned and kissed him again, deeper this
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Chapter Nine — JamieJamie couldn’t sleep.He’d tried—God, he’d tried—but his body wouldn’t settle.The bed was too soft. The pillows too crisp. The sheets too clean.And Julian was five feet away.Lying on the floor.Fully dressed.Silent.But Jamie could hear him.Not loud. Not snoring. Not moving.Just… there.Breathing. Steady. Controlled.That same quiet, measured rhythm that had driven Jamie insane in meetings all week. The way Julian could sit perfectly still, emotionless, while Jamie felt like his whole body was vibrating out of its skin.It wasn’t fair.It wasn’t normal.Most people didn’t spend half the night fantasizing about their boss’s hands.Most people didn’t get turned on by the memory of a thumb on their throat and the absence of a kiss that never happened.Most people didn’t slide out of bed in the dark, barefoot, heart pounding, just to kneel beside that man on the floor and whisper—“Julian.”Julian’s breath caught.He didn’t sit up. Didn’t speak. Just opened his
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Chapter Eight — JulianJulian should’ve canceled the trip.He should’ve pulled rank, sent someone else, cited a conflict or a double-booked calendar. But he didn’t.Because despite every warning bell in his head—despite three sleepless nights and the memory of Jamie’s breath hitching when he touched his throat—Julian still got on that plane.And now he was standing in the lobby of the executive suite hotel in Chicago, gripping the check-in folder like it personally offended him.“There seems to have been a booking error,” the front desk clerk said, smiling apologetically. “Only one room is confirmed under your agency. King bed, non-smoking. I’m so sorry.”Jamie, standing beside him, stiffened.Julian felt it.Felt the way Jamie’s body registered the words before he said anything.“That’s… not what we requested,” Julian said, voice low, tight. “There were supposed to be two rooms. Two separate—”“I know,” the clerk said, tapping the screen. “It looks like the second room was released t
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Chapter Seven — JamieJamie didn’t sleep.Not really.He tossed. Turned. Kicked off the blanket. Pulled it back up again. Stared at the ceiling fan spinning above him like it could hypnotize the want out of his bones.But it didn’t.Because all he could see—all he could feel—was Julian’s hand against his throat.That whisper of a touch. Fingertips barely grazing skin, like he’d done it without meaning to.Like it meant everything.Jamie rolled over, face buried in his pillow, body tight with tension.His skin still buzzed.His mouth still remembered the way Julian used to kiss—rough, focused, like he was trying to memorize the taste.Jamie had spent three days pretending he didn’t remember every second of that night.But now? Now it was all coming back in high-definition.Julian’s mouth on his neck. His fingers gripping Jamie’s hips. The sound he made when Jamie gasped against him—like it hurt to be that close.Jamie’s hand drifted low under the blanket.He shouldn’t.He really should
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