“I’m so sorry, but it doesn’t look like I’m going to get to leave my desk to pee, let alone eat, so could you get me some lunch?” It was perfectly within his job description, but I felt like a bitch asking.
“What do I get in return?” he said in a low voice.
“Um, nothing, seeing as how this is part of your job, Mr. Blaine. Don’t make me write you up.”
He sighed.
“Fine. But you owe me a blow job.” I gasped and he laughed. “What can I get you, Miss Clarke?”
~*~*~
I had barely left my desk by the end of the day, and it felt strange to stand after sitting for so long. I was exhausted.
And then I saw Lucah sitting at his desk and waiting for me. That was all I needed to not feel so tired anymore. Amazing sex was better than coffee. Or maybe having amazing sex while drinking coffee.
Probably not. Sounded dangerous. Crotch burns didn’t sound fun.
“Oh, Miss Clarke, I just had a message for you,” he said, handing me a sticky note.
I’m fucking you in those heels tonight.
-Lucah
I tried to keep my face impassive as I read it and then folded it up and put it in my purse.
“Thank you for the message, Mr. Blaine. I will take that under consideration.”
“Have a good night, Miss Clarke.”
“You as well, Mr. Blaine.”
The minute I stepped off the elevator I had a text.
One hour.
I shook my head and typed a response.
One hour.
~*~*~
“Oh my God, I feel like I haven’t seen you in two years!” Sloane threw herself at me.
“Whoa, buddy. It’s only been 24 hours.” I hugged her back, which was hard because she was so tall.
“I know, but I felt like I was missing a part of myself. How’s work?”
“Oh, it’s . . . stressful. You?” I only had a short while to prepare for going to Lucah’s and I wanted to pick out the right underwear, but Sloane was top priority at the current moment.
She started talking about work and telling me about how the company that did a bunch of her sewing had gone out of business, so she’d had to hurry to find someone else and do new contracts and bills of lading and so forth.
“It’s been a complete nightmare. You have no idea. I’m running on no sleep and pure caffeine right now. Can you tell?” Just a little. Her eyes were wide and she was pale and frenzied.
“Uh, no. Not at all. Listen, we need to talk.” I led her over to the couch and sat down. Lucah was just going to have to wait. Chicks before dicks. I sent him a quick text saying that I was going to be a little late.
“I’m having a . . . nocturnal sexual relationship with Lucas. Lucah, actually. He wants me to call him that, for whatever reason. So that’s where I’m going tonight. And that’s where I was last night.” Sloane’s mouth dropped open and she smacked me across the shoulder.
“No fucking way! You dirty hussy! I have a whole new view of you now. Give me some love.” She held out her hand for a fist bump and I bumped my fist with hers.