All Chapters of Inappropriate Conduct : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Chapter Seventy-Nine — Legacy Launch Julian One year later The atrium of Black + Lane’s new headquarters building was flooded with morning light. Glass walls rose four stories, letting the Chicago sky pour in. The space had been designed specifically for today: long communal tables, movable whiteboards, charging stations everywhere, and—most importantly—a permanent wall of framed posters from every major campaign the agency had launched in the last twelve months. At the center of the wall, taking up the most prominent spot, was the Vanguard rebrand—the one Jamie had pitched under fire, the one that had turned the tide. Next to it hung the first campaign the new mentorship program had produced: a short, gut-punching PSA about mental health in creative industries, written and directed entirely by the inaugural cohort of young LGBTQ+ designers and filmmakers Black + Lane Forward had recruited. Julian stood near the back, arms crossed, watching the room fill. There were maybe eight

Bonus Scene 1 — Bar Fantasy Revisited Alternate timeline – several years after the wedding The bar is the same one. Low lights, warm amber glow, same dark wood, same sticky-sweet smell of spilled whiskey and expensive cologne. Only this time they’re not strangers. Jamie sits at the far end of the counter in a black button-down, sleeves rolled, top two buttons open, ring glinting whenever he lifts his glass. He’s pretending to scroll on his phone, but his eyes keep flicking toward the door. Julian walks in at exactly 9:17 p.m.—just like the first time. Dark coat, charcoal shirt underneath, sleeves already pushed up to show the faint scar on his wrist. He doesn’t look around. He knows exactly where Jamie is. He slides onto the stool two seats away. Orders a whiskey neat. Doesn’t speak. Jamie feels the air shift. He turns his head slowly, lets his gaze drag up Julian’s body the same way Julian once dragged his up Jamie’s. “Buy me a drink?” Jamie asks, voice low, playful, a p

Bonus Scene 3 — Hotel Redemption Flashback extension – the second night they spent together (after the office tension has already started building, but before any real relationship label exists) The hotel room is the same chain they used that very first time—same beige walls, same heavy blackout curtains, same king bed that suddenly feels too small and too big all at once. This time they didn’t stumble in drunk and desperate. This time they arrived stone-cold sober, fully aware of every choice, every touch, every line they’re about to cross again. Jamie is already on the bed—shirt gone, jeans unbuttoned but still on, propped up against the headboard watching Julian with dark, patient eyes. Julian stands at the foot of the bed, still fully dressed except for his tie (long discarded somewhere in the elevator). His sleeves are rolled to the elbows, showing that thin silver scar on his wrist. He’s breathing a little harder than usual, like the restraint is costing him. “You’ve bee

Bonus Scene 5 — Dare Game Escalation Set during the early “secret” phase of their relationship, when they were still sneaking around and playing dangerous games to burn off tension** The game started innocently enough. It was a Friday night after a brutal week—late deadlines, a client who changed their mind three times in one day, and the constant electric awareness of each other in the office that neither of them could fully ignore anymore. They ended up at Jamie’s apartment (still Jamie’s back then—Julian hadn’t asked him to move in yet). Takeout containers littered the coffee table. A half-empty bottle of red sat between them on the couch. The TV was on, but neither had paid attention to it in over an hour. Jamie was sprawled sideways across Julian’s lap, head resting on the armrest, legs draped over Julian’s thighs. Julian’s hand was resting casually—but possessively—high on Jamie’s inner thigh, thumb drawing slow, absent circles over the denim. Jamie tilted his head back an

Bonus Scene 7 — Cabin FeverExtended / alternate weekend scene – set during their reconciliation getaway at the cabin after the board cleared them (Chapter 69 vibes, but much more explicit and multi-round)**The cabin is dark except for the dying fire in the hearth.It’s their second night here. The first night had been desperate—reclaiming, raw, almost punishing in how much they needed to feel each other after weeks of fear and distance. Tonight is different.Tonight they have time.Jamie is on his back in the middle of the wide bed, wrists loosely bound above his head with one of Julian’s silk ties (not tight enough to hurt, just enough to remind). The firelight moves across his bare skin in warm, shifting patterns. His chest rises and falls fast, pupils blown, lips swollen from earlier kisses.Julian is kneeling between Jamie’s spread thighs—still wearing his black boxer briefs, cock straining against the fabric, but he’s in no rush.He’s been teasing Jamie for almost forty minut