“So…same time next week?” She bats her long, fake lashes up at me, and I fight the urge to laugh in her face.
“I’ll check my schedule.” I open the door and casually look out in the hallway to make sure no one else is around. “All clear, babe.”
She follows me out, but we walk in different directions.
I head toward the elevator and press the call button. Once I’m in, I turn around and smile as I watch Alyssa Crawford’s hips sway from side to side as she walks toward the emergency exit staircase.
Yup. I’m hooking up with the daughter of Sloan Crawford, CEO of Crawford Marketing.
And a nice hookup it’s become.
“Wipe that smug look off your face, King.” I hear as soon as I step off the elevator. It’s Blake James, my lead supervisor.
“Don’t be a jealous dick,” I retort, walking toward my office.
“Not jealous, dude.”
“You would be if you knew what I was smiling about.” I turn around and grin, walking backward through my door. He rolls his eyes with a sigh, and I laugh as I slam the door shut.
Since my lunch break was spent in the bathroom on the ninth floor, I’m still starving. However, I can’t leave my office again, so I text my roommate, Drew.
Travis
Dude, bring me a sandwich! I’m starving!
Drew
Didn’t you eat on your lunch?
Travis
Not exactly…
I send back, knowing he’ll understand what I mean.
Drew
Do I even wanna know?
I smirk.
Travis
Let’s just say… I was the meal, and she loved every last swallow.
Drew
How you don’t get your ass laid out and canned from your job, I’ll never know.
I imagine him shaking his head in disapproval.
Travis
It’s the charm, bro.
Drew
Unlikely.