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Chris cracked up. “Oh, Brendan, who told you that? I have an obligation to make profit for shareholders, but listen to you? No.”

“You’re an asshole,” Brendan said. “Who were you talking to?”

“No one,” Chris tossed his phone on his desk and sat down. “I’ve got work to do so if there’s nothing else?”

“I’m scheduling a meeting with the board,” Brendan said as he got up.

“You do that.”

“Tonight.”

“Not tonight,” Chris replied and focused on his screen.

“Hot date?” Brendan asked.

“Yes, actually.”

Brendan laughed.

Chris didn’t.

“Oh, you’re serious,” Brendan came closer and took a seat in front of Chris’ desk, settled in. “You never date anyone.”

“I go on dates.”

“Not with the same guy.”

“How do you know it’s the same guy?” Chris asked and kept his eyes on his screen.

“Because you do not have the game to pull more than one dude in a fortnight.”

Chris felt a blush creeping up his throat. Of course Brendan would notice. They’d lived in each other’s pockets since high school. Didn’t mean they talked about it.

“Maybe I do,” he refuted half-heartedly.

Brendan ignored that. “Good for you, man.”

Chris rolled his eyes. “Alright, no need to get all touchy feely over it, and it’s nothing, a hook-up.”

“My boy is finally becoming a man,” Brendan mused. “Moving on from one-night stands.”

“Get out,” Chris said and started typing an email to his broker—airlines were taking a dive on the back of rumblings about an investigation into price gouging, and he was going to short it. Why sell his own assets when he could make money off the panicked masses responding to every little bump like it was an earthquake?

“I’m just saying,” Brendan said and stood, “good for you.”

“Out,” Chris replied and hit send.

“I’m going, I’m going. Board meeting this week though.”

And then he was gone.

Since Chris was the majority shareholder, CEO and actual owner of all assets in the company, he didn’t give a fuck about the board or how many meetings they called. What he did give a fuck about was seeing Joq again. He liked it. Sleeping with someone more than once. He was already picking up little tells he didn’t see the first time—Joq fucked him like a wet dream, but Chris saw this morning that he liked letting himself go and taking it more.

He was a little wounded by Joq being so adamant about not wanting anything serious even though it made him a hypocrite. Did he have the same problem as Chris? Unlikely; he sauntered in, fucked like someone who knew exactly what they were doing, and then sauntered out again.

So why was he against a relationship?

Chris was too, but he had good reason.

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