“Only you. But a word of warning, you will be meeting my parents.”
“I need to go.” Just as I turn to pull the door open with sweaty hands, it gets pushed closed and his body heat is directly behind me now.
“That scared you, didn’t it?”
“What will you refer to me as?”
“What would you like?” he asks, my face still facing the door.
I shake my head unsure of what I should say.
“My girlfriend. Or would that scare you?” he states.
“That will do. It’s answer enough without too much detail,” I manage to speak.
Echo laughs near my ear. “I can hear the boss part of you come out right then.”
“I have a meeting.” I pull the door again, but this time he doesn’t stop me from leaving. Looking back as I walk away, he’s now standing at the door watching my ass, and I can’t help the smirk that sits on my lips.“So you two are really a thing?” Vicki asks. She’s been… better. But she’s still Vicki. Our meeting has finished and despite me being late it went great.
“I don’t want to label it.”
“I would if I had him. That man is not human, I swear.” I laugh because I almost believe her words. Almost. “He’s still in your office, did you know that?”
It’s been well over an hour. I didn’t think he would stay. I hate that when she tells me, my heart rate jumps a beat. My feet halt when I see a few women standing at my office door, all their postures are straight, fingers brushing through their hair.
“Told you, label it. The hyenas are out and want your man’s blood.” She laughs as she walks away. I manage to step over. The girls don’t even hear me, but he sees me I know he does.
“Work, girls.” They all stop, turn, and leave my office, so I can see him clearly again. His tie’s gone and the top two buttons are undone. “You shouldn’t be mingling with my employees.”
“I only want to mingle with one.”
“You need to leave, I have work to finish.”
Echo goes to touch me but I look around indicating that he shouldn’t. People will see. I’m the boss.
“I’ll give you until the wedding, I’ll message you the details.” I nod my head, unable to say any more words. He reaches for his discarded tie then steps past me to go through the door. “Then I plan to fuck you every which way till Sunday.”
My thighs draw together at his words while my eyes shoot to the floor and he chuckles as he walks out14EchoToday is the day, what a fucking day, too. The sun is bright and the clouds are gone, it’s the perfect day for a wedding. The wedding from fucking hell that is. Why the fuck did I agree to go to this? I’ll never fucking know.
“Are you sure you should be going?” Falcon fixes his tie as he watches me fidgeting with mine.
“Possibly not.” A smirk touches my lips, but I’m fucking going.
He nods his head a look of unease on his face. “And you’re bringing the redhead? You sure that’s a good idea, especially if you like her. After today, she could possibly not like you at all.”
Shit. I didn’t think of that.
Letting go of my tie I stand taller, but before I can back out of it, her message comes through telling me she’s ready to be picked up. On time. Perfect.
“And not only that she’ll be meeting your ex—”
“She has,” I state.
Falcon holds his hand up, shakes his head in disbelief. “Say what. She’s met the evil queen and still wants to go with you?”
This time I fidget so much more than before. I’m almost ready to tear the tie off of my neck. “She doesn’t know it’s Selena getting married, she only knows it’s my brother’s wedding.”
Falcon’s hand holds up to my face, then he laughs, belly laughs so loudly I’m sure everyone within a very short distance can hear him. “You’re fucking with me, right? You didn’t tell her your brother’s marrying your ex?”
Pulling the tie off, I’m sick of it. Fuck it. I clutch it in my hands and slide it into my pocket. “It never came up.”
“Oh, this is classic, like truly. You do know she’s a redhead, right? Like she will flip her shit on you and possibly even cut you?” His laughter dies, but the smirk on his face never leaves. “I mean I’m happy to find you in pieces at the bottom of a river, but did you stop to think it wasn’t the best way to break it to her as Selena walks down the aisle?”
“That’s how she’s going to find out,” I state. Reaching for the bottle of whiskey, I think how lucky I am that I’m not fucking driving.
“And let’s not forget about your parents, I mean…” he scratches his chin still smirking, “… they are assholes.”