Chapter 10

Meadow

The next 48 hours fly by, and it's already Thursday. The workload had reduced, but it felt like Jamey was ignoring me. Did he regret inviting me over? Was it just a one-time thing

I push the thought to the back of my mind. He was doing nothing wrong. He was nice to me once, but I shouldn't mistake that for affection.

Boundaries. He was setting Boundaries. Overall, things had been better since that night. I was getting really excited for our trip tomorrow. I had never been to Brazil before, and I hadn’t been anywhere before. I only had a passport for emergencies, but had never traveled.  I knew it was a business trip, but I hoped I would get enough time to at least go exploring or hit the beach. I heard the beaches there are so fun, and I have a few sexy bikinis that need to see sunlight.

Jamey walks in without looking at me. He was late, almost an hour late. That was unusual.

“Miss white, have you sent the notes from the Business lunch we attended to my email?”He asked, facing his door.

Did I do something wrong? Why wouldn’t he even look at me?

“No, sir, I'm sorry I forgot. " I'll send it right now,” I said, looking at him.

He simply nods and walks into his office.

“I thought we were making progress,” I whisper under my breath and look back at my laptop.

I draft the email and proofread it before sending it. I go through all my unread emails, and I see a message from a new email address. Probably junk mail. I glance through, not fully understanding I start again and read it thoroughly.

Dear miss white,

We are very sorry for how we behaved towards you a few days ago. It was wrong and highly inappropriate of us. We shouldn’t have said all that or treated you like a piece of meat. You are a beautiful, young woman, and we know we can never get someone like you in our lifetime. We were lucky to be graced by your presence. Please forgive our stupidity. We are deeply sorry, and it will never happen again.

Your sincerely,

The assholes who don’t deserve to be called men.

It takes me a few minutes to process what I just read. I stare at the page and then at Jamey’s door. Something tells me he had something to do with this. I get up, adjust my blouse properly, and straighten out my pants. I loved the way it hugged my thighs.

KNOCK..KNOCK.

“Excuse me, Mr Salvador,” I said, walking to the front of his desk.

He raised his head, and our eyes met.

“I sent the notes to your email, and the hotel rooms are booked for tomorrow. We should be at the jet hanger by 7 am.”I say, looking him straight in the eyes.

“Okay. Thank you miss white” He said, looking back to the work on his desk.

Thank you? Did he just say thank you?

I hesitate for a minute.

“Sir, I received an email from the men at the business lunch we attended. They apologized. I just wanted to know if you asked them to,” I said, staring at him. I wanted him to say no. No, so I could keep hating him. But another side also wanted him to say yes. That we were, in fact, making progress.

“Oh no, I didn’t. Maybe they just came to a realization that they were being stupid,” He said with a straight face.

I stare at him for longer than needed. Searching his face for any reason to believe he was lying. Why would he lie? He didn’t do anything. And that was fine.

“Okay, sir.”

‘Yes, Miss white, you can get back to work.”

I give a polite nod and walk back to my desk.

I was overthinking things. He was still Jamey. Just because he had been a little nicer doesn’t mean he cared enough to make them apologize to me.

“Get a grip, Meadow,” I remind myself.

Jamey

Of course, I made those assholes apologize. Nothing had changed. I still disliked Meadow, but they made her cry. They crossed a line.

When did I make the line? Fuck.

That morning, I woke up, drove to the meeting hall, and found those idiots. I gave them another beating and her email to send an apology. I also asked them to send it to me as well, so I could make sure they didn’t add the fact that I made them do it.

Assholes.

I didn’t need to lie to Meadow, but she didn’t need to know I was behind it. I only did it for the bet. Nothing more.  Not that I cared, not that I wanted her to stay a little loner at my apartment, not that I thought about her that night, not that I imagined the unholy things I would want to do to her if she would let me.Just for the bet.

When she walked into my office, the scent of her perfume took over the room. It was suffocating, but I couldn't complain. They was her pants hugged her thick thigh perfectly, and she let her hair down today. She didn’t do that often. She needed to. The way she licked her lips when she talked, I was barely concentrating on what she had to say. She was attractive. Too attractive. This business trip wasn’t going to be easy.

“Fuck, what has Omar gotten me into?” I whisper under my breath.

The day moved fast, and it was already 7 pm. It was late, and I needed to get home and pack. I get up, pack my things, but I hear a noise from Meadows' office. Was she still here by this time?

I walk to her office and see her packing her stuff

“Miss white, it's late,” I say, looking at her

“Yes, sir, I'm just leaving,” She said, looking at me

“Ok, let me give you a ride home then.”

“It's fine, thank you, sir.”

“I wasn’t asking Miss white, let's go.”  I dismiss her

We walk to the elevator, and I silently pray for strength. It was late, and the thoughts that ran through my mind were not helping the fact that it was only Meadow and I in the building.