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Fourteen
Nora
We can’t keep separatinglike this.
If I have to rush away and rub one off after every run-in with Clive Snow, then I’m going to become like one of Pavlov’s pooches.
Just one glance at him in the office triggers my sex. My pussy salivates for him like a fucking dog and I can’t do anything about it because this is work and he’s my damn employee.
“Knock-knock, whore.”
I turn my head up to find Trix in the doorway to my office. “Hey,” I say, smiling and genuinely happy for the distraction. “What’s up?”
“Oh, I’m just...” she frowns, “hiding.”
“From whom?”
“Who,” she falsely corrects on purpose. Trix has never been a fan of my uptight grammar rules. “Marcus,” she sneers.
“Uh-oh.” I laugh.
She raises a paper bag. “Sushi?”
I drop my pen on the desk, officially starting my lunch break. “Oh, that sounds amazing. Gimme!”
Trix walks in and plops into a chair by my desk. She tears the bag from the top down, shredding it to get at the three to-go containers inside. “We have a Philadelphia, a crunchy roll, and tuna sashimi. Go nuts.”
My stomach growls. “You are my hero today, Trix.”
“I know,” she gloats.
I yank apart of a pair of chopsticks. “So, what’s up with Marcus?” I ask, pinching a piece of tuna.
She sighs as she peels the lid off a small cup of soy sauce. “I think my dad might have told him to watch over me,” she says.
“Why do you think that?”
“Because I found him parked on my street this morning.”
I pause mid-chew. “How long was he there?”
“God. All night, maybe? I sure hope not but I can’t be sure.”
“Has your family received some kind of threat they haven’t told you about?” I ask.
She shrugs. “It’s possible. Honestly, I think it’s more probable that Marcus is just being weird and possessive.”
I pause. “Well, that’s… something some guys do sometimes.”
“I guess.”
“Did you ask him?”
“No. I left out the back entrance so he wouldn’t see me leave.” She chuckles as she dunks her roll into the soy sauce. “He’s probably still there right now.”
“Naughty,” I tease.
“I’ll talk to him later. Never needed a personal bodyguard before. Don’t particularly want one now…”
