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Chapter 11
Jax
“Mr. Croix,” my secretary’s voice blared from the intercom on my desk. I needed to get it fixed. I’d fucked Natalie on the desk a week before and knocked it to the ground. Ever since, it seemed to be stuck on the highest volume.
But, part of me didn’t want to replace it because every time it squawked at me, it reminded me of how my sexy fiancée felt hugging my dick, her legs clamped around my waist, and her screams bouncing off of the walls. It was the only time since she started working at Harvey Croix that I’d been able to get her half naked during business hours. Granted it was lunch, but still. I grinned naughtily at the empty room in front of me. Next time, I was going for a fully nude wall-fucking session. Except, maybe those pink stilettos...
Fuck.I adjusted my hard on and thought about case law as I tried to calm down. Natalie had given her notice the Monday after we found out she was pregnant. She earned herself a spanking and hours of orgasmless torture when she snuck away from my office to resign in person. Facing her motherfucker of a boss without me there.
It soothed me a little when she explained that she’d met with Yates and hadn’t even seen Warren. But, I was still pissed as fuck about it three weeks later. I sighed, trying to avoid getting worked up again. At least my erection was gone.
“What’s up, Betty?”
“Your one o’clock is in conference room C.”
I frowned at my calendar, not seeing the appointment. “Was this last minute?”
“Um, yes, Sir,” she answered hesitantly. “Mr. Harvey’s office called and added it about an hour ago. He had an emergency and asked if you would take the appointment. His office said they’d cleared it with you already.”
It wasn’t unusual for Isaac and I to handle clients for each other and since he’d taken back Andrea’s case, he’d passed a few extra ones to me. But, something about the whole situation seemed off. I didn’t have time to ponder it though since the client was already waiting. I’d have to drop in and talk to Isaac about it later. His staff clearly needed better communication skills.
“Don’t worry about it, Betty. I’ll have a talk with Isaac about it. Why don’t you go ahead and go to lunch while I’m in the meeting?” I suggested.
“All right, Mr. Croix. If you’re sure?””
“I’ll see you in an hour or two.” I stood and lifted my jacket from the back of my chair, swinging it around to slide my arms inside. Then I buttoned it over my vest, grabbed my laptop, and headed to the meeting.
When I stepped into the room, it was empty. I looked around a couple of times, but it was a large open conference room, there wasn’t exactly anywhere for someone to be hiding. Walking back into the hall, I glanced up and down, finding it empty as well.
What the fuck?
I popped my head into all four meeting rooms on my way back to my office and found nothing. Right before I turned the corner to my outer office, I glimpsed a tall blonde and a much shorter brunette exit the door leading to the associate’s cubicles.
Stopping, I admired the gorgeous blonde and grinned when she looked up and caught me leering at her. Natalie laughed and shook her head, then waved. She and Eden stopped at the elevators, clearly headed out for lunch and right before the doors closed, she blew me a kiss.
Warmth spread through my chest, squeezing my heart before it burst with happiness. I could’ve sworn I felt the laminate on my man card melting, so I shook it off and marched back into my office.
WHAT. THE. ACTUAL. FUCK????
I skidded to a halt in complete and utter shock.
A woman was stretched out on my couch, wearing practically nothing.
My brain caught up quickly and registered that it was Andrea, showing off her plastic goods, in trashy-looking lingerie. Immediately, I began to fill with boiling rage and my balls basically retreated all the way back up into my body.
Her eyes flickered behind me and her lips widened into what would probably be a seductive smile on someone who still had any use of their facial muscles. “You said some other time, so I decided to take you up on your offer,” Andrea cooed in a sickeningly sweet tone.
Before I could fly off the handle another voice piped up, and I found myself even more stunned.
“You did what?” Natalie’s voice screeched from behind me.
Fuck! Fuck! All the fucks!
I spun around, prepared to face Natalie and explain, but her eyes were glued on Andrea. She patted my butt subtly before stalking toward the couch. I was too confused to do anything but stand there and watch as she glared at Andrea, who was slowly getting to her feet.
Despite Natalie’s height, she was still a few inches shorter, but you wouldn’t know it because her presence was so overwhelming.
“You decided to invite yourself to a man’s place of business”—Natalie poked Andrea in the chest for emphasis—“dressed like a two-dollar hooker”—poke—“despite knowing he is engaged”—poke—“and expected him to what? Beg to fuck you?” Damn. She was all riled up and completely magnificent.
