Kiss my Boss (Plot Twist, I'm Pregnant 1) - Page 10

What if he fell?

No, I couldn’t think like that. He was safe. He had to be. With a deep breath, I powered through more people, crossed the street, glanced lovingly at another hot dog cart, and one block later, I found myself standing in front of Stoneridge.

It was different than what I thought it would be. The building was tall like the others around it, but the design reminded me of a triangle, and the glass that made up the windows was so dark, they were nearly black. It stuck out. The others were nice, but not as nice.

I had a feeling that was intentional. “Ugh, more steps.” I dragged my feet as I climbed the steps. I really needed to work out; these steps were killing me. I felt winded, and I really wanted a damn hot dog. Maybe after the interview, I’d get one as a reward.

My hand fell on the silver handle of the door at the same time, a security guard pushed it opened, and I nearly fell backward.

“Oh, I am so sorry. I saw you and wanted to open the door,” he said. He seemed kind, tall, a bit older, with soft blue eyes.

“Thank you,” I stepped forward, and the air conditioning hit me right in the face, cooling my sweat against my skin. “Oh, that feels good.”

“It’s a hot one, but at least it isn’t a humid one. Those are the worst.”

I smiled, tilting my head back as I stood under the vent. “I never want to leave this spot.”

“You’d be late for your interview if you did that.”

I lifted a brow at him, wondering how he knew when I saw the earpiece in his ear. Wow, this place was serious. “Do I need to sign in or something, sir?”

“My name is William, and no, Ms. Green. Mr. Stoneridge is expecting you. I’ve had strict orders to escort you to the conference room.”

“That isn’t necessary,” I said. “I can find it.”

He placed his fingers against the earpiece and nodded. “No, Ms. Green. I have to escort you.”

Weird. There were people coming inside and walking right by me, and they didn’t have an escort. “Lead the way, William.”

“Perfect. This way.” He held out his arm, and I followed its path with my eyes to see big golden elevators. In order to get there, I had to walk by the front desk, right by a slender blonde woman with brown eyes. She was gorgeous in a supermodel way. Maybe what Maria said had some value. Did Mr. Stoneridge only hire women if they were pretty?

My heels made a soft click sound against the onyx tile. The woman at the desk was on the phone, but she eyed me with a curled lip. She was judging me. I looked at my outfit and back at her while William pressed the button to the elevator. It dinged with every floor it descended by.

Me and the woman held gazes, and if there was one thing I learned over the last year, it was I’d never let anyone get the upper hand on me again. Breaking eye contact was considered a weakness. I might not be five-foot-ten and a hundred and twenty pounds, but I wasn’t going to let her intimidate me. I was confident with myself, and I wasn’t going to let this woman think she was better than me.

After a minute, she looked away.

Ha. I won. It was a small victory, but I’ll take it.

The elevator dinged, and the immaculate doors opened to reveal a luxurious space. It was impressive for an elevator. High ceilings, wide to hold many people, and instead of carpet, it was tile beneath my heels again. There was one mirror, and it went from side to side on the back wall. The buttons to the other floors were matte black and surrounded by a gold rim. William pressed floor fifty.

There wasn’t a number above that.

I gulped, trying not to think about how high that was. William gave me a small smile, laced his hands in front of himself, and watched the elevator climb. My heart hammered in my chest, and this time, it wasn’t because of the height, it was because I was about to meet the man that had me waking up in the middle of the night with my hand shoved in my panties and my orgasm screaming off my lips.

I had never had a wet dream before, and Mr. Stoneridge had been the star in every single one of them last night.

The elevator finally stopped and when the doors opened, who I saw waiting for me was the last person I expected.

Chapter Four

Godrick

Waiting for William, the security guard, to bring Lucy to the fiftieth floor was like waiting for fucking paint on a wall to dry. Watching her through the security feed only made me yearn for her more. She was in my building, the one I designed with my own two hands, and there was something oddly erotic about that. It was like I was hugging her in a way, touching her, caressing her with the skills I possessed.

I almost considered it foreplay.

I wanted to meet her at the elevator, I did, but I didn’t want to scare her, so I sent Melody to take her to the conference room instead. I needed to get ahold of myself before I interviewed her. My cock was already hard, and my balls ached with how many times I’ve come in the last twenty-four hours from her beautiful face haunting my dreams. And of course, she had to be wearing an outfit that accentuated her curves, her breasts jiggling with every step she took.

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