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I’m staring at him so intensely, he’s probably wondering if I should be here with a caregiver, and when he smiles, I drown in the warmth of his deep brown eyes.
“When I make you come, I want to hear you cry out my real name. Drake.”
“No need to be shy about it, mi rosa. I love how wet you are, and the feeling is entirely mutual. My cock is so hard, I might come while I’m eating your pussy.”
“To new beginnings. May the best day of your past be the worst day of your future.”
I look him in the eye. Time to rip off the Band-Aid. “I fucked Amelia.” He blinks at me in surprise. “Already? Jesus fucking Christ, Drake. She’s only been here a matter of hours.” “Not today, numbnuts.”
None of that will help me with work, though, so I need to bury that knowledge so deep inside me that even Indiana Jones couldn’t dig it up.
“Oh, you know … Tall, dark, handsome, and loaded. Disgusting, right?”
It was nice meeting you, Jacob. Good luck in the Bagel Wars.”
“Are you going to eat that bagel or stab it to death?” I look up to see my friend Jacob standing next to my table with a wry smile on his face. He’s right—all I’ve done with my snack is slice it and dice it. “Definitely stab it to death,” I reply as he sits down opposite me. “It’s an evil bagel and deserves to suffer.” “Ouch! Is it a proxy bagel? A scapebagel, if you will? Does it look like your boss?”
For an allegedly intelligent woman, I am a complete fucking idiot.
It’s a bad idea for both of us, but …” “You can’t quite kick the habit?”
“And when I’m done, you’re going to ride me like my good fucking girl.”
I laugh and pull her back in for a cuddle. Jesus fuck. I’m not only cuddling, I’m loving every second of it. She really has broken me. Or maybe, I think, she’s fixed me.
“I do not wear sexy little outfits.” “That, baby, is in the eye of the beholder—you always look sexy to me. I’ve been fantasizing about that wrap dress of yours for way too long. You, the dress, my desk. Me, balls-deep in your tight wet pussy. Choking you with those strings of pearls. Fuck, keeping this a secret is going to be impossible.”
“I had a meeting in town with some really important investors,” he says, announcing it like he was having coffee and bagels with Jesus fucking Christ.
I look up from my position in paradise and lock eyes with her as I very deliberately lick her all the way to heaven.
I’ll find a new job, somewhere less toxic. Like a chemical waste plant.
but it is anesthetizing it for the night. My brothers, emotional surgeons.
He once attacked Mikey with a fucking butter knife.” What the fuck? His brother Mikey is the size of a fucking rhino,
