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“Yeah.”
“Are you okay? You seem…”
“What?” I blurt out, arranging my hair with my fingers.
She shrugs, giving me a strange look. “I don’t know. Flushed maybe…”
“I’m just claustrophobic and then being stuck in there with Ethan…” my voice trails off when I realize my Freudian slip.
“You were trapped in the elevator with Ethan? Like Mr. Reid, our boss, Ethan?” Vivian asks, now grinning.
“Yeah…”
“What was it like?”
“What do you mean, ‘what was it like?’ We were stuck, and all I could think about was how to get out.”
Liar!
“I know, but at least you both must have spoken to each other while you were there. What did he say to you?”
“He didn’t say much. He just assured me that everything was going to be fine, and he was going to call someone to fix the issue.” Another lie. Why not tell her the whole truth? “Why are you so concerned, anyway?”
“Because he’s cute—everyone thinks so, but clearly not you.” She rolls her eyes at me. “I’ve been meaning to go for a bathroom break. Since you’re back, do you think you can handle things while I’m gone?”
“Yeah, sure, don’t take too long.”
After Vivian leaves, I try my best to focus on work, but all that happened in the elevator is all that I can think about.
I feel shivers down my spine as I remember how it felt to have his fingers inside me. My pussy starts throbbing just from the thought of it.
Oh God, I need to stop thinking about him. I have to stop.
“Uh…is everything alright with you?”
I jerk in surprise when I look up to see a beautiful lady dressed in a Gucci hoodie and joggers standing in front of me.
“Hello, welcome to the Grand Princeton,” I say, pasting a smile on my face.
She gives me a skeptical look before saying, “I’m here to see Ethan. Is he around? I’ve been trying to reach him on the phone to no avail.”
“Yes, he should be in his office. I will just call him to…”
“No, you don’t have to do that.” With that said, she walks away, leaving me wondering if she’s Ethan’s girlfriend.
7
Ethan
As I watch Jessica walk away, her steps hurried and her cheeks flushed, I can’t help but feel a twinge of regret mingled with desire. What just happened between us was unexpected, but it ignited a spark that I can’t seem to ignore.
I let out a harsh breath as I look around, trying to figure out the reason I came down in the first place. My brain seems to have suddenly gone foggy.
I see one of the maintenance guys. “Come here,” I order, now feeling angry at their negligence.
I can see the fear in his eyes as he walks up to me. Yeah, be scared because you might be kissing your job goodbye. I know most of my employees label me as being borderline cruel, but I’m only trying to keep them from running down my business.
If they want to work somewhere their ego will be pampered, then they should find a job in a massage parlor.
