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Inappropriate Conduct Jamie
Chapter 24: Temptation ReignsPOV: JamieJamie had avoided Julian for three days.Three days of silence. Three days of cold professionalism. Three days of convincing himself that he could breathe without that man’s orbit pulling him in.He hadn’t died. He hadn’t quit. He hadn’t even cried (much).But God—it hurt.Every time he passed Julian in the hall and caught a whiff of cedar cologne, every time he saw him at the head of a meeting in those perfectly pressed shirtsleeves, every time their eyes met for half a second too long before one of them looked away—Jamie’s heart bruised itself against his ribs.He was surviving. Not living.And then came the Chicago retreat.It was mandatory. Company-wide. A “strategic offsite” to boost morale, deepen cross-departmental collaboration, and remind employees that Black + Lane was a family.Jamie wanted to puke.Especially when Avery texted him a screenshot of the logistics email:> Room assignments are double occupancy.Jamie groaned so loudly h
Inappropriate Conduct Jamie
Chapter 23: Lines in the SandPOV: JamieJamie’s heart was still racing when he stormed out of the conference room. His lips tingled, his shirt collar was crooked, and his skin still hummed where Julian had touched him.Every nerve screamed at him to turn back. To grab Julian again. To finish what they started on that table.But he didn’t.Because he was done.Done being the one who carried the weight, while Julian wore his mask of restraint and control. Done being the one to ache alone, while Julian pretended their fire was a passing spark.Jamie ducked into the bathroom, splashed water on his face, and stared at himself in the mirror. His reflection was wild-eyed, flushed, trembling.“Get a grip,” he muttered.Except—why should he?Why should he keep shrinking himself to fit the narrative Julian had written? The one where Jamie was temptation, a mistake, something to hide?Fuck that.The rest of the day dragged like molasses. Every time Jamie caught sight of Julian in the halls—comp
Inappropriate Conduct Julian
Chapter 22: Pressure PointsPOV: JulianJulian had convinced himself he could manage it.He’d survived worse temptations in his life—old habits, bad vices, toxic people. He’d learned the art of control so thoroughly that it had become his armor, his identity.But Jamie Reyes was not a temptation. He was a slow collapse. Every time Julian told himself to keep distance, Jamie smiled at someone in the office, or left coffee rings on his desk, or laughed too loudly at something Avery said—and Julian’s resolve cracked another inch.By Wednesday, it was dust.It started with the conference room.The Franklin team had left notes scattered across the table, mockups pinned to corkboards, the remnants of a late-night brainstorm. Julian came in early to review the boards. Jamie slipped in a few minutes later, laptop tucked under one arm, coffee in the other, and froze when he realized the room wasn’t empty.“Sorry,” Jamie muttered, hovering at the door. “Didn’t know you were in here.”Julian’s t
Inappropriate Conduct Julian
Chapter 21: The FalloutPOV: JulianJulian wasn’t supposed to be there.The meeting invite hadn’t come to his inbox. He hadn’t been copied on the prep emails. Technically, Franklin wasn’t even his client anymore — he’d handed them over to another senior creative two months ago.But when he’d overheard in the kitchen that Jamie was presenting, he’d found himself drifting toward the conference wing like a man following smoke to fire.Now, leaning against the frame of a side office across the hall, he could see Jamie through the glass wall of the boardroom.It was the first time he’d seen him truly on.Hair just slightly mussed, suit jacket tailored enough to sharpen his shoulders, eyes bright with focus. Jamie wasn’t just talking; he was commanding. The entire room leaned in when he spoke.Julian told himself he was there to make sure the kid didn’t get eaten alive. But watching him… he knew better. This was about him. About how every damn day lately felt like a war between wanting Jami
Inappropriate Conduct Jamie
Chapter 20: Jamie Speaks POV: Jamie The projector hummed softly, casting a pale light across the wide conference room wall. Jamie stood in front of it, remote in hand, palms slightly damp. His heartbeat wasn’t racing—not quite—but it was heavy, deliberate. Like a war drum calling him forward whether he was ready or not. The room was full. Senior partners lined one side of the long, glossy table. The Franklin account team filled the other. The regional VP from New York sat at the head like some kind of judge. Even Marlene from HR had taken a seat near the back, scarf perfectly knotted, hands folded in her lap like she wasn’t there to measure the temperature in the room. Everyone who mattered was here. And every single one of them had heard the rumors. Jamie could feel it in the air—thick, heavy, buzzing with the weight of things unsaid. The whispers in the break room. The speculative Slack messages. The stares that lingered half a second too long. No one had said it to his face
Inappropriate Conduct Jamie
Chapter 19: The Offer POV: Jamie The subject line was surgical. > Request for Discreet Conversation – HR No context. No explanation. Just enough words to sound professional—and carry the unmistakable scent of corporate cleanup. Jamie stared at the email, his mouse hovering over the unopened message. His heart thudded. Not fast, but heavy. Like it had been dropped into a tank and left there to sink. He clicked They asked to meet at nine sharp. “To discuss department updates.” That was a lie. The moment Jamie stepped into the glass-walled HR conference room, he knew exactly what kind of “update” this was. He’d worked here long enough to know what these kinds of meetings really meant. A table too wide. A pitcher of lemon water too untouched. Smiles too crisp. “Jamie,” said Marlene, the Head of People Ops. She wore navy and pearls and a face like she practiced neutrality in the mirror. “Thank you for coming in.” “Of course.” He kept his tone flat. He wasn’t going to make th
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