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At her crestfallen face, I assured her, “It’s only a few days, baby. We’re not going to fall behind. We can always put in some after-office hours when you’re up to it again.” I waggled my brows so she’d understand my thinking. This actually provided a perfect excuse to see her in private again.
“Good idea.” She grinned but then sagged with resignation. “All right, fine,” she relented. “I’ll rest as long as I can. But seriously, I hate lying around. I’m not very good at relaxing.”
Standing, I leaned down and kissed her forehead. “I’ll talk to you tomorrow. Get some sleep.”
Driving home with a relentless smile, I replayed the evening over and over. I could smell the divine young woman on my clothes, and with the insistence of my erection since getting in the car, I knew I’d be jerking off to her memory before I’d get a wink of sleep.
The next two days dragged by. I texted with Maye off and on and had to stop myself from coming on too strong or calling her. But all bets were off by day three, and even though we were about to head into the weekend, I knew I’d go nuts if I didn’t see her soon.
Ms. Donnio poked her head in my doorway about an hour before quitting time.
“Andrew… Hey there,” she purred in an attempt at being seductive. Or at least that was my guess, because the whole routine did nothing but repulse me. My colleague was the exact opposite of Maye on so many levels, I couldn’t imagine even talking to her longer than necessary.
“Hello,” I said. At least I could be polite.
“A bunch of us are going to happy hour down at G-Street. Feel like going?”
G-Street was a local bar just a few blocks away from campus. The vibe inside the joint was upscale enough to keep the students from frequenting the place and affordable enough that a family could have a decent meal there.
I didn’t have plans for the weekend—at all—and was tempted to join them. I usually had to force myself to socialize with workmates but did so on occasion to not be lumped into the category with the staff that the others whispered about.
“Maybe a drink or two.” I cringed at the way her face lit up. “When are you all going? I might stop by,” I added, hoping I planted enough opportunity to also not show up.
“Straight from here. I can give you a lift if you really want to cut loose.”
I frowned despite how amiable I was trying to be. “That’s nice of you, but I’m really tired. If I go, it will just be to say hi. Thanks, though.”
She put on a ridiculous, dramatic display of disappointment before her attention was caught by someone else in the hallway, and she snapped out of her nonsense.
As she was closing my door, she said, “See you there,” and was gone.
As she spoke to her new victim in the corridor, I could hear the low murmuring of voices but couldn’t discern what they were actually saying. My door opened again after a few minutes, and I looked up with visible impatience after logging off my school computer.
I expected to see Rebecca in the entrance, so I was completely surprised to see that idiot that kept coming around to see Maye.
Joe, maybe?
After whipping off the glasses I wore for lengthy sessions in front of a computer, I dropped the heavy frames on my desk with a thud.
“Can I help you?” I asked the kid.
The little shit had the nerve to scowl my way before sneering, “I’m looking for Maye. Not that it’s your business.”
“Well, see, that’s where you’re wrong. This”—I swept my arm wide between us—“is my office. So you’re already getting off to a really shaky start walking in here with that giant chip on your shoulder.”
“Is she here or not?” he asked with absolutely no course correction.
“Not.”
He must not have expected that answer, because he responded like a petulant child in a playground argument.
“Where is she?”
In my mind, I wanted to match his immature mien and say something like That’s for me to know and you to find out, but in reality, I grinned. Having the upper hand was so sweet, and I’d be damned if I’d take much more from the guy.
Slowly, I rose from my seat, and the notion of protecting Maye from this guy, in any way thinkable, made me feel at least six inches taller.
The coward looked over his shoulder to get a quick reference point on the door’s location. Guessing in case he had to run away again like last time we met.
