**The card came home with me. I couldn’t get a courier to deliver it, I couldn’t risk it. Just thinking of the consequences if it got lost, mixed up with some other delivery, or stolen. And I sure as hell couldn’t leave it in the office. I put on an exfoliating face mask after my shower, all this working was going to give me premature wrinkles and gray hair, I stand in front of my bathroom fifteen minutes later to wipe it off I put on some serums and moisturizer over my face, neck, and chest. Pulling down the front of my bathrobe to massage the products into my skin. I’d noticed a recent soreness in my boobs. I cup the right one then the left, my nipples immediately budding in my palms, fat and plump. My back arched as goosebumps spreads along my chest despite the heat in the bathroom from my hot bath. I took a moment to examine my body, other than the heaviness in my boobs, there were no other physical changes yet. I brought down my hands and righted my robe, returning to my bed
I groaned, “I had a shitty day, don’t even remind me,” I say when the elevator slid open and I made my way to my apartment. I’d been a little surprised when I saw the elevator was working this morning on my way to work. I’m sure it’ll be closed for maintenance soon though like everything else in this house.“Maybe you two are moving too fast?” Will questioned, on my screen, he moved into a dimly lit room and popped his phone somewhere as he moved around.Marcus’s driver Mr. James had dropped me off at the front of my house, Marcus had a work thing and I was invited. I had just stepped on the elevator when Will called me and I gave him the two four on my day. To which he was annoyed on my behalf and pleased when he learned Marcus had shown Brie and Renee the door.He was also proud I’d defended myself. Unlike someone. “Tell me about it” I grumbled and got out my keys, unlocking my door, I shoved it open.I heard the sound of rushing liquid and the clicking of glasses. Will returned i
“What the fuck were you thinking?” He snapped the second the door closed.I spun around to face him, “Me? I didn’t do anything, they started it” I frowned, surely he didn’t buy into any of that, they were clearly playing the victim. I’m the victim here. And I did not appreciate being scolded. With the shit they said to me, Brie should be glad all she got was a smack across the face.“And so you thought it best to get into a physical altercation while pregnant with my child? They could have retaliated, you could have been harmed, if Stacy had delayed in getting to my office, a little accident is all it takes!” The force of his glower had me taking another step back.I did wonder what brought him to the ladies' room. Stacy must have heard about it from the peeping tom and ran straight to Marcus.He began pacing. “Just this morning you promised me you were being careful, getting into fights is the complete opposite” he pointed at me, drawing to a pause.My jaw met the floor for the se
“Feel better?” I blinked slowly, glancing around, “What am I doing here?”“You fell asleep” Oh. I stifled a yawn, scratching the name of my neck. “What the time?” “Just in time for lunch, I have to wonder if your body is conditioned to know when is close to feeding time”I wiped my face with the back of my hand “Hey, I’m eating for two, so don’t judge”"Of course, thank you for your hard work."I got up shoving my feet back into my pumps one after the other. “Is my phone here?” “Come see me when you return” he says and I turn to leave. “Aye, Aye Captain Wayne” I met Stacy in the lobby and we headed out for our lunch where I was pointed at and stared at until we left. I couldn’t even eat my meal in peace. Some took pictures as discreetly as they could manage, pictures I was sure would be showing up on social media in the next minute. It was annoying. I ended up wishing I’d order some takeout and ate at my desk instead. “Dude, you’re famous” Stacy had exclaimed when I showed her m
I kept my eyes straight as I walked to my desk, sat and when I was in the secured space of my cubicle, I dropped my hands to my palms smiling like a loon, what the hell was that? A giggle burst out of me, trapped behind my palm and another. One moment we were arguing, or at least I had been and then he was- and it was-I didn’t want to think about it. I didn’t want to give it a name. I had no idea Marcus could be like that, so gentle and soft and sweet, as though he didn’t want to scare me off and I felt the electricity all the way to my toes. My gosh. So different from the first time, it had been rushed, with a bit of stumbling as we were both intoxicated.This was skilful, seductive, perfection.I swiped my hands all over my face. I needed to stop thinking about it. About him.If only there was a way to turn off my brain, but now, instead it was doing a rewind, replaying the kiss over and over again. My nipples tightened behind my bra, warmth curling in my belly at the memory a
I have been having the hiccups for the past fifteen minutes all because I am avoiding the break room, I couldn’t concentrate, I could feel a headache blooming at the back of my skull due to dehydration, my neck hurts from the constant bobbing of my head and my tongue felt paper dry. This was getting ridiculous. Another five minutes and I’d had enough, I shoved my chair back got my bottle and marched with purpose towards the break room. If they wanted to talk let them talk. The door was opened so I walked right in calling out a “hello” as I made my way to the water dispenser where I immediately filled my bottle, gulped it down and filled it again. The tightness in my temples receding. As I drink, I see Louis and Ted pack up their half done coffee and race to the door almost bumping into Stacy on the way mumbling their appologies. I rolled my eyes and tipped my bottle back swallowing more chilled water.“How’s it going?”“Oh, just dandy, did you see how they rushed to get away from m