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I take her chin in my hand, pull her face up to mine.
Her arms swing tight around me. Her breasts swell as her chest rises. We twist, turn, wrap together.
This is not normal workplace behavior. But I don’t care. And besides, I’m the boss. The building and the business all belong to me. I should lock the boardroom door, though.
She squeaks and shakes her head.
Her hand pulls out of my pants, and she pushes on my chest. When she pulls away, her lips are pressed together. Her eyes are red. Her head shakes again.
She turns and runs out the door.
I chase into the lobby after her. She’s nowhere to be seen.
“Georgiana, where did she go?”
“Mm?” she looks up slowly. “The chubby girl? I’m not sure.” Her mouth pulls down at the sides. “I think she took the stairs.”
I bolt into the stairway and hurtle down the steps.
We’re on the twenty-fourth floor. I take the stairs up three mornings a week for exercise. The first floors are tough, and the last four are punishing. Going down isn’t nearly as hard, but it’s still a sprint. As I hurry down, I can’t hear her in the stairwell.
On the nineteenth floor, the door is still closing. She must have run in for an elevator.
She’s not in the elevator lobby. I mash the call button. The left elevator is going down, and it’s passing the sixteenth floor now. I mash the buttons some more. Executives call my name and breezy greetings as they pass. I’m too impatient to turn my attention from the floor numbers of the right and center elevator indicators. The right elevator dings, and I’m lunging for it before the doors start to open.
Then the center bell chimes and I swerve. The middle elevator has an express override.
She’s too far ahead, though. She’ll still beat me to the lobby.
All the way down, my feet are restless and I’m jabbing on the ‘1’ button.
As soon as the door opens wide enough, I run out and jump the entrance control gate. A security guard comes running, reaching for his belt. I know he’s going to recognize me before I make it to the door. He does.
But it’s Brandt. Big, blond, over officious, and loves his work way too much.
He jumps in front of me with his big soppy ‘what can I do?’ grin.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Caine…”
“You will be if you don’t have a job tomorrow.”
I see her outside. On the other side of the street. She’s looking left and right. Peering on tiptoe.
“Out of my way, Brandt.”
Sorry to ruin his day. But then, he gets his jollies ruining other peoples’, so I guess we’ll both get over it. I shove past him and I see her arm fly up. I put a shoulder to the door and run. “Wait!”
She’s ducking into a cab.
I’m jumping into the street.
I’m darting hard through the cars, I run and jump and I call.
I dodge like a bullfighter.
To get a cab in this town is an unpredictable sport. I run hard to reach hers before he can pull away. I aim for the front, on the driver’s side.
Now he’s pulling away when I get a hand on the car, I grab a hold of the fender, right in front of the driver’s eyes.
