Begrudgingly, Owen and I moved toward the conference room where everyone was milling around, waiting for the meeting to start. After a few minutes, Jack Holloway—boss and ruler almighty—walked in the back door to the room and asked for everyone to settle down.
“Good morning, everyone! I know it’s a busy day, but what day isn’t? I’ll try to make this short,” he began.
I felt a buzzing in my pocket and discreetly pulled my phone out, looking down at the message from Nathan.
Things went well. Tell you all about it soon. We can celebrate tonight. Oh, yeah, and you’re beautiful as f**k. Can’t stop thinking about my c**k wrapped in your pu**y.
I smiled and slipped my phone back into my pocket, focusing my attention back on Jack.
“Today we have a new employee I’d like to introduce. He’s getting back into the courtroom for the first time in a few years and may need all of our help getting reacquainted with the process. He’ll be taking over for Frank Kettle, who retired last year.”
I leaned against the wall in preparation from the bound-to-be-longwinded greeting from whatever pompous ass Jack hired. Frank Kettle was the biggest one I’d ever met, and he needed to be for the position, but he didn’t have to extend that to his coworkers. I hoped this new guy wasn’t the same, but chances were that he was.
“Without further ado,” Jack said as the back door opened, “I’d like to introduce you all to…”
“Nathan?” Owen whispered next to me.
My head snapped up and, sure enough, in he walked, wearing his black and cream-stripped tie, his eyes the brightest shade of blue.
He was too delicious for words, though my mouth was dry due to shock and hanging open as I gaped at him.
“… Nathan Thorne,” Jack finished with a smile, and the whole room exploded with chatter.
I, on the other hand, was staring at Nathan in surprise. His gaze found mine, a sheepish grin forming as he shrugged his shoulders.
“Surprise,” he said. I barely heard it over all of the commotion.
Out of the corner of my eye, I spied the Boob Squad’s illustrious members performing a synchronized fluff, puff, and tuff for his benefit. Their actions garnered a few strange looks from their peers who were not a part of their elite club.
I was lucky bile wasn’t crawling up the back of my throat—they were so nauseating.
Jack continued the meeting, and fifteen or so minutes later, the room began to clear out. I stayed behind to talk to Nathan, and of course that earned some piercing glares from the Boob Squad.
Once the room was emptied of most people, Nathan approached me, and I swatted at his arm as I scowled up at him.
He held his hands up in front of him. “Don’t be mad.”
My eyes narrowed at him, and my arms crossed over my chest. “Why did you keep this from me? Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I wanted to surprise you,” he admitted, his hand reaching forward and brushing through my hair. “It was tough, too. I’ve missed you so much during the day, Honeybear. I hoped that you missed me just as much and would be excited about it.”
“I am, but I’m also pissed that you kept it from me. How long have you known?” I asked, then immediately wished I hadn’t when his eyes grew wide. “Nathan?”
“Jack and I were working on this for a few months before I quit.”
I slumped back against the wall. “I don’t…I don’t like being in the dark like that. We’re in this together.”
He pouted, looking all sad and trying to get into my good graces again. “I know. I’m sorry. I just… I wanted to make you really happy to see me, I guess. And it wasn’t solidified until last week, anyway.”
I snorted at his comment. “I’m always really happy to see you. I just wish I’d been given some warning. We don’t keep things from each other.”
“I know. I won’t do it again. Are you happy to see me?” he asked, his body almost flush with mine.
“I am so happy to see you.” I reached up and wrapped my arms around him, pulling him tight. “I’m so happy you’re back. I’m so happy I’ll get to see you every day at work. God—you have no idea…”
He smiled against my neck, then placed a light kiss there. “Me too.”
“You’re just happy for the chance to have sex in the office again.”
He smirked. “That’s part of it.” His hands squeezed my hips and pulled me tighter to him. “I’ve really missed that, but I’ve also missed seeing you all day.”
I let out a sigh. “You know you’re not in the clear yet, right?”
“I’ll make it up to you.”
I pursed my lips. “I’m not sure I believe you.”
He leaned in closer, his lips ghosting across mine. “I’ll make sure you do tonight.”
His lips met mine with a soft kiss that quickly grew in intensity. I moaned into his mouth, his tongue lapping at mine as his body pushed me into the wall.
We were both panting when he broke away.
“Better be careful before I bend you over that table. It’s my first day—I want to make a good impression.”
“Well, that would make a good impression with me, if that counts for anything,” I said under my breath, giggling a little at myself and my uncontrollable urges when he was around.
He snorted. Yeah, he heard me. “Minx.”
I rolled my eyes and slipped my hand into his as we walked toward the door. “Like that would stop you anyway. Never has before.”
“It might. You never know. I could grow some self-control.”
I snorted at that. “Yeah, right. You’re only good at growing one thing, and it doesn’t take long before you’re showing it to me and shoving it in my mouth.”
He smirked. “I have priorities, baby.”
We walked down the hall, earning stares as we passed. They were used to seeing us together, just not holding hands and smiling at each other.
“What do you think?” he asked when we stopped at what used to be Frank’s office.
“I think it’s too far away.”
His hand slipped around my waist. “Me too, but at least we’re on the same floor.”
I let out a sigh, then pressed my lips to his. “I have to get back to work, you infuriatingly tempting man.”
“Good morning, everyone! I know it’s a busy day, but what day isn’t? I’ll try to make this short,” he began.
I felt a buzzing in my pocket and discreetly pulled my phone out, looking down at the message from Nathan.
Things went well. Tell you all about it soon. We can celebrate tonight. Oh, yeah, and you’re beautiful as f**k. Can’t stop thinking about my c**k wrapped in your pu**y.
I smiled and slipped my phone back into my pocket, focusing my attention back on Jack.
“Today we have a new employee I’d like to introduce. He’s getting back into the courtroom for the first time in a few years and may need all of our help getting reacquainted with the process. He’ll be taking over for Frank Kettle, who retired last year.”
I leaned against the wall in preparation from the bound-to-be-longwinded greeting from whatever pompous ass Jack hired. Frank Kettle was the biggest one I’d ever met, and he needed to be for the position, but he didn’t have to extend that to his coworkers. I hoped this new guy wasn’t the same, but chances were that he was.
“Without further ado,” Jack said as the back door opened, “I’d like to introduce you all to…”
“Nathan?” Owen whispered next to me.
My head snapped up and, sure enough, in he walked, wearing his black and cream-stripped tie, his eyes the brightest shade of blue.
He was too delicious for words, though my mouth was dry due to shock and hanging open as I gaped at him.
“… Nathan Thorne,” Jack finished with a smile, and the whole room exploded with chatter.
I, on the other hand, was staring at Nathan in surprise. His gaze found mine, a sheepish grin forming as he shrugged his shoulders.
“Surprise,” he said. I barely heard it over all of the commotion.
Out of the corner of my eye, I spied the Boob Squad’s illustrious members performing a synchronized fluff, puff, and tuff for his benefit. Their actions garnered a few strange looks from their peers who were not a part of their elite club.
I was lucky bile wasn’t crawling up the back of my throat—they were so nauseating.
Jack continued the meeting, and fifteen or so minutes later, the room began to clear out. I stayed behind to talk to Nathan, and of course that earned some piercing glares from the Boob Squad.
Once the room was emptied of most people, Nathan approached me, and I swatted at his arm as I scowled up at him.
He held his hands up in front of him. “Don’t be mad.”
My eyes narrowed at him, and my arms crossed over my chest. “Why did you keep this from me? Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I wanted to surprise you,” he admitted, his hand reaching forward and brushing through my hair. “It was tough, too. I’ve missed you so much during the day, Honeybear. I hoped that you missed me just as much and would be excited about it.”
“I am, but I’m also pissed that you kept it from me. How long have you known?” I asked, then immediately wished I hadn’t when his eyes grew wide. “Nathan?”
“Jack and I were working on this for a few months before I quit.”
I slumped back against the wall. “I don’t…I don’t like being in the dark like that. We’re in this together.”
He pouted, looking all sad and trying to get into my good graces again. “I know. I’m sorry. I just… I wanted to make you really happy to see me, I guess. And it wasn’t solidified until last week, anyway.”
I snorted at his comment. “I’m always really happy to see you. I just wish I’d been given some warning. We don’t keep things from each other.”
“I know. I won’t do it again. Are you happy to see me?” he asked, his body almost flush with mine.
“I am so happy to see you.” I reached up and wrapped my arms around him, pulling him tight. “I’m so happy you’re back. I’m so happy I’ll get to see you every day at work. God—you have no idea…”
He smiled against my neck, then placed a light kiss there. “Me too.”
“You’re just happy for the chance to have sex in the office again.”
He smirked. “That’s part of it.” His hands squeezed my hips and pulled me tighter to him. “I’ve really missed that, but I’ve also missed seeing you all day.”
I let out a sigh. “You know you’re not in the clear yet, right?”
“I’ll make it up to you.”
I pursed my lips. “I’m not sure I believe you.”
He leaned in closer, his lips ghosting across mine. “I’ll make sure you do tonight.”
His lips met mine with a soft kiss that quickly grew in intensity. I moaned into his mouth, his tongue lapping at mine as his body pushed me into the wall.
We were both panting when he broke away.
“Better be careful before I bend you over that table. It’s my first day—I want to make a good impression.”
“Well, that would make a good impression with me, if that counts for anything,” I said under my breath, giggling a little at myself and my uncontrollable urges when he was around.
He snorted. Yeah, he heard me. “Minx.”
I rolled my eyes and slipped my hand into his as we walked toward the door. “Like that would stop you anyway. Never has before.”
“It might. You never know. I could grow some self-control.”
I snorted at that. “Yeah, right. You’re only good at growing one thing, and it doesn’t take long before you’re showing it to me and shoving it in my mouth.”
He smirked. “I have priorities, baby.”
We walked down the hall, earning stares as we passed. They were used to seeing us together, just not holding hands and smiling at each other.
“What do you think?” he asked when we stopped at what used to be Frank’s office.
“I think it’s too far away.”
His hand slipped around my waist. “Me too, but at least we’re on the same floor.”
I let out a sigh, then pressed my lips to his. “I have to get back to work, you infuriatingly tempting man.”
