Of course, Brandon doesn’t know about the other clients that I work with, and I just couldn’t come out to tell him that. Even if I did, I doubt that he would care about my discomfort. He’ll just laugh it off and then completely dismiss it as me being too sensitive. Of all the hospitals that we had to come to for my fertility test, it had to be Adrian’s hospital and the main branch where he worked at. A knot formed in the pit of my stomach as a sense of dread filled me. Without even realizing it, I had started praying for me not to run into Adrian while at the hospital. “Come on out. What are you waiting for?” Brandon said to me when he opened the car door for me.“Umm…yeah…thanks…” I muttered vaguely while still in a state of denial and disbelief.Someone, please tell me that this isn’t happening and that this isn’t real. Brandon held my hand casually in his like we were truly a real couple before dragging me after him from the parking lot to the hospital building. I kept telling m

Why didn’t I ask Justin about how to deal with this kind of situation?It never occurred to me that two of my contract boyfriends would bump into each other like this or that they knew each other. I hated myself for overlooking that possibility. I should have known better that in the network of the rich and famous, everyone somehow knew each other. The high society wasn’t that large and it should have occurred to me that my boyfriends may know each other in some shape or form. Then again, being acquaintances didn’t necessarily mean that we had to run into each other like this and at my fertility check-up appointment at that. What am I supposed to do? If I treat this as a job, which it is, then right now I’m working for Brandon and not for Adrian. Under that logic, all I had to do was keep on acting as his fiancée as always. Even if Adrian was also my client, I am not working for him right now. With my mind made up, I decided to act as professionally about this as possible. “Umm…the

I closed my eyes and let out a soft sigh as I let myself surrender to the overwhelming heat and pleasure of his possessive kiss. His hands dropped from my breasts to caress the plain of my stomach and then the sides of my waist as I made small whimpering sounds of pleasure into his mouth. “Ahh…Adrian…” I moaned and whimpered his name softly before I struggled to catch my breath.His kiss left me so breathless and my body feeling hot and yearning for more of the pleasure that I knew that he could give me. Adrian stared down into my eyes before he pressed the pad of his thumb against my swollen lower lip. His kiss felt like it had bruised my lips with its intensity and passion. I gasped as his hands began pulling up the fabric of my dress and soon, I felt the slightly cold air of the examination room against my bare legs. “Shall I start on your examination?” he asked in a sexy drawl.His hand moved to remove my panties from me in one swift motion that left my entire lower body bare to

“Let me help you clean a little. It’s really leaking out everywhere…” Adrian said with an amused chuckle.I felt something soft pressing up against my flooded opening and realized that he was helping me wipe away the mixture of our love juices. The entire room smelled of our sex and I wondered how this room could be used for the next patient. That thought crossed my mind for a moment and then I realized that there were other things that I had to worry about that didn’t concern the welfare of the next patient. My legs still felt so weak, and my insides felt so melted from the force of his thrusts. Adrian turned away from me after he was satisfied with cleaning me up. My mind was still in a daze but when I gathered my panties and slipped them back up and adjusted my dress, I could feel my anger boiling up inside of me. I slowly got off the bed and adjusted my dress before letting out a sigh. While we were doing it, I really wanted him, and I truly enjoyed our passionate tryst. However

**A few days later**Taking a few days break really did seem to help my state of mind. After spending time alone for two days, I had dinner with Justin just like we had agreed. Justin came as a friend, and it was like an unspoken agreement between us that we would not talk about work or any of my other life problems. The conversation we shared was light and full of laughter and cheer. Each time I laughed along with Justin’s jokes, it made me realize that there were so many simple joys in life that I had been missing out on. Not having to worry about my problems, my work, or my clients for a while truly felt great. I wondered for a moment how Justin managed to tell my clients that I had suddenly decided to go on break and how they reacted; however, I decided not to ask while pushing that curious thought out of my mind. I admired Justin for how understanding and supportive he was of me. Justin simply told me to let him know when I wanted to start going back to work and left the decisio