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shaking my head at my own stupidity. As bad as I wanted to never speak to her again, I still couldn’t get the taste of her off my mind.

“Alright, first order of business, stop whatever is going on with her,” he said firmly. “Next issue, keep her happy at work. No firing her. We don’t need her to become a problem.”

Ah, such little faith in me.

“Ok. What else?”

“If you think her ideas have merit, try them out. See if it helps. Maybe she has more.” Maybe everyone did, and I should stop being the pompous asshole they pegged me for and listen to them.

“And as for Dex?”

“Let me see what I can dig up. Have you talked to him recently?”

“Not since the moment I caught him fucking Blair,” I answered with a gruff voice.

I hated talking about Dex, hated thinking about him. He’d never even apologized for his betrayal. What a dick.

My other main concern was Penny. To make matters worse, I had to implement her ideas for the Goat. I finished my conversation with Xavier and headed off to Blair’s to pick up Lucy for dinner.

With Lucy in the car, I knew I would need to make nice and call Penny.

“Lucy, want to go to dinner?”

“Yes,” she giggled.

“Let’s get you home first, and we can put on your pretty dress, ok?”

“Yes,” she giggled louder.

With a quick rush into my condo, I dressed Lucy and pulled her hair into two pigtails. How would I be able to keep Penny happy at work. I knew what Xavier said was right. I’d need to make sure she didn’t cause problems for me, although she didn’t strike me as that kind of girl. As I grabbed my keys, I glanced at my clipboard from work, noticing the list I’d made previously.

? It would make her happy

I read the line a few times as I raked a hand through my thick hair. Lucy tugged on my other hand. “Ready, Daddy?”

“Yes, Boo. Let’s go.”

With one thought running through my mind, I locked the door behind us. I really want to make her fucking happy.

TEN

PENNY

Theo, Lord of the Pussy Eaters. What the fuck was I thinking?

Standing in the bathroom, staring at myself in the mirror, I couldn’t look away from my guilt laden eyes. What the hell came over me? I thought of my boyfriend. My absent boyfriend. Was he really my boyfriend anymore? Was our relationship waiting for the official words to sever it?

My cheeks grew hot when I remembered the way Theo devoured me. Reaching out, I turned on the faucet and cupped the cool water in my hands, splashing my face. Never had a man go down on me in such a way before. He reminded me of what I read about in my romance novels. Except, he’d never say he wanted to drink from my sweet nectar. Not Theo. He’d say he wanted to eat my dripping, wet cunt. God, it was hot. It was almost as if he’d die a sudden death if he didn’t taste me. I turned the tap off, took one last look at myself in the mirror, and knew what I had to do.

After my shift ended, I headed home in a daze riddled with guilt, doubt, and self-loathing. With a burst of anger, I grabbed my phone.

“Hello, Penny,” he answered clearly annoyed.

“Why haven’t you called me?”

“Been busy, babe.” It was always the same thing, lately. How long did it take to call someone?

“Too busy to call your girlfriend?”


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