“I’ve already let Mr. James know that you’ll be taking on the project and to redistribute your other work,” Sloan says as I’m walking out the door.
Moments later, Alyssa is running down the hallway toward me, but I keep walking.
“Now we can officially spend more time together,” she says, way too excited about the project. I knew it. I refuse to do all the work while she sits around in her designer clothes that Daddy bought and looks pretty. This is a co-project but one that needs two people actually working. I continue to the elevator as she speaks. Doing this to spend time with me is pathetic and I already don’t like it. But I’ll swallow my distaste and work with her.
She grabs my arm and I pull it from her. “Alyssa,” I say calmly.
She’s looking me up and down like she would jump my bones in the elevator if I let her. I’m not playing hard to get, but for some reason, I think she believes I am. Instead of starting off on the wrong foot, considering I’ll be partnering with her, I just exhale slowly and regain my thoughts while giving her the benefit of the doubt. Maybe she really believes I’ll be an asset to the project, but I’ll never know the truth. It bothers me more than it should. “Thanks for referring me. I really appreciate it.”
She lifts her eyebrows and traces her bottom lip with her tongue. “You’re welcome, babe.”
Once the elevator doors close, she brushes her fake tits against my chest and stands on her tiptoes to steal a kiss. My dick instantly reacts, but we can’t do this. Not here, not in the elevator that’s eventually going to stop and open on our floor. With this project, the dynamic of our relationship has to change regardless of the attention she’s starving for. Work must come first. I’ll have to push her away slowly as we move forward with our project.
I put my hand on her hip and whisper in her ear, trying to hold her off. “Later.”
The elevator stops, and she takes a step away from me. “Promise?”
I give her a quick nod that’s full of lies as I walk past her and go straight to my office and close the door. I pinch the bridge of my nose and realize my life is spinning out of control. The very foundation I’ve built is slowly crumbling underneath my feet. The everyday structure I worked so hard to create has vanished because of this one project. While having an opportunity such as this should be a dream come true, the circumstance is a nightmare.
What Alyssa and I have isn’t just a side hookup, at least not for her.
Today, that’s been confirmed.
I’ve never regretted sex until now.
Last night with her was ahugemistake.
I wake up in my bra and panties to an awkwardly quiet house. Warm sunshine splashes across the hardwood floor of Drew’s room and I walk to the window and open the blinds to let the sunlight in. I walk through the house trying to decide how I’m going to spend my quiet day. I peek out the window and see Travis’ car is gone and release a deep sigh.Thank God.I have hours before he comes home.
I crawl back into bed and decide to finally read the text Drew sent me last night.
Drew: Stay away from my friends.
Ha. I love Drew, and I know he has my best interest in mind, but he has to realize we aren’t kids anymore. He doesn’t have control over his friends or me. I smile and send him a text back.
Viola: There’s nothing to worry about. It was just dinner. How’s Mia?
I only ask to get the attention off me and onto him and Mia instead. I don’t actually care much about how she is, only that she’s treating my brother well.
Drew: Oh, hey, she’s alive after all. Wow. Good job. You officially pissed me off yesterday. She’s fine. She asked about you and what you were doing this weekend.
I smile at the first part of his message. I don’t really know Mia on a personal level, but I do often wonder what Drew sees in her. She’s what I’d considered a spoiled trust-fund baby and a complete opposite of who I imagined Drew settling down with, but he talks highly of her, so I try not to judge.
Viola: Why? What’s up?
Drew: We’re leaving Friday afternoon to head up to Mia’s family cabin on the lake, and we want you to meet us. There’s plenty of room. But I told her you’d be too busy memorizing spells and potions.
I laugh, hearing his voice in my head at another one of his lame cracks about my love for Harry Potter.
Viola:Oh, he’s got jokes.
Drew: Just messing with you, baby sis :)
I roll my eyes and give in.
Viola: Fine, count me in. I’ll head up early Saturday morning.
Drew: Travis is coming up too, so just carpool with him. That’s if you don’t kill him before then.
