~Brie

“So... did your switcheroo always work out for you?” Avery asked me as we moved back to the cubicle after each getting a cup of coffee.

“Yeah, like were you two never caught?” Julio added.

Megan chuckled.

“Mrs. Nolan knows her daughters. She busts them every time.”

“But outsiders?” Avery asked.

I shook my head.

“Never. And it's always funny because I'm left-handed and Aubree's not.”

“Oh yeah, that's so true” Megan chuckled.

“Wait so did you ever switch places when you were dating?” Avery asked.

“Or when you two got married” Julio grinned mischievously, pumping his brows at me.

I smiled.

“I only dated the one person I married.”

“Hey, what about Link?” Megan playfully shoulder bumps me.

“Ouu, who's Link?” Avery and Julio chorused.

I shook my head at them.

“Lincoln was my sitting partner in second grade” I shoulder-bumped Megan back.

Avery pouted.

“Boring.”

“He tried to kiss Brie during Math and—”

“It was an accident!” I defended.

“What happened?” Julio smiled.

“An accident” I repeated.

Megan put a hand on her hip.

“Accident or not, Breanna, you still headbutted that poor boy.”

I groaned.

“You headbutted him?!” Julio snorted.

Avery laughed hard till she was out of breath.

“How's that even funny?” I chortled, trying very hard to be offended.

“It's not” Megan giggled.

I shook my head.

“So back to what I was saying... I dated only Beck.”

“Only him?” Julio asked.

I nodded.

“Why?”

“Because I thought he was the one. I mean he was the one... then” I sighed softly.

“But... you weren't the one for him” Megan rubbed my shoulder gently.

I shrugged.

“I just hate that it took him seventeen long years to finally come out with it that Aubree was his one. I mean what's the worst I would have done?”

“Wait seventeen years and then tempt your sister's husband to sleep with you” Julio shrugged.

I scoffed.

“Please. I would have found myself a good guy who'd sweep me off my feet with one look and make me the best pancakes every dang morning.”

“That's oddly specific” Avery narrowed her eyes at me.

Aiden.

I shrugged.

“Can't a girl dream?”

“Well, I think I can help” Julio folded his arms.

“Help?” I asked.

He nodded.

“I have this friend. Hot, and he's a chef so making you pancakes every morning shouldn't be a problem.”

Oh my goodness.

“I could introduce you two—”

“No I'm good” I chuckled.

“What? Why?” Avery pouts. “Don't you wanna get back into the game?”

“It's not—”

“It's okay to be a little rusty, Brie. You got married at eighteen. He'll understand.”

“I am not rusty, guys” I laughed. “I'm just not interested.”

“Breanna—”

“Avery let it go” Julio smiled and turned to me. “You're not interested and I respect that.”

“Thank you, Julio.”

“What about you, Ave—”

“I'll pass” she cut him off and walked away to her desk.

“Dang girl” I teased.

“She didn't even let me finish” Julio frowned, going after her.

I laughed and followed them.

“Hey Brie, why didn't you let Link kiss you anyway?”  Megan asked, falling in step with me.

“Where is this coming from?” I gave her an amused look.

“Random question” she smiled.

“Well, rumor had it that Lincoln had cooties. And I was not interested in testing that fact” I shook my head.

Megan laughed.

“Oh hey, speaking of rumors...” Avery pumped her brows at us, “I heard that Paul from IT support has the hots for you, Megan” She gave her a knowing look.

“And where or who did you hear that from, Avery?” Julio asked as he folded his arms at her.

“The IT support and help desk department, aren't you following?”

I looked at Megan who was slightly frowning.

“Avery, since when did you start having business with the IT support department?” I asked.

“Since all my work besties were shipped off to Berlin for two weeks” she frowned.

“So you started making new work besties?” I asked, a bit offended.

“I wish” she scoffed. “None of them are as cool as you guys. I mean no one can make the gay thing work like Julio does.”

Julio narrowed his eyes.

“I'm not sure if I should be offended or flattered by that.”

Avery chuckled and turned to Megan.

“I overheard him talking about you to some of his co-workers. I think you should say yes if he ever asks you out.”

Megan shook her head.

“No. He's not my type.”

I arched a brow. I'd been friends with Megan for years and I'd never heard her say this.

“I didn't know you had a type, Meg” I smiled.

She shrugged.

“I mean, I won't lie and say Paul isn't handsome because oh fuck yes he is.”

Since when did Megan start cussing?

“But I just don't like young guys” she continued.

My eyebrows shot up in surprise.

“Sure he's older than me by like what... three years. But it's still too young in my eyes.”

“Okay...?” Avery chuckled.

“So what are you going to do if he asks you out, Meg” I asked her.

“I'll politely decline.”

I chortled.

Wow.

“C'mon Brie. You know me” she smiled.

Do I?

“I won't entertain the conversation any further because I don't like leading people on. It sucks.”

I nodded.

“True” Julio agreed. “I mean I don't entertain men I don't see myself being with.”

“Exactly. Less drama and meaningless conversations” Megan smiled.

“Okayyy” I sang. “Now, what are we going to do about—”

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~Megan~

“I don't remember you being paid to sit around and chit-chat” his voice cut Breanna off.

I looked up to see him staring particularly at me.

“Mr. Martin!” Breanna and Avery chirped.

Julio hopped off the table and stood by Avery who was straightening herself up.

My eyes slid over to the Asian beauty on Ronbie's arm and I frowned.

“And I don't remember us being paid enough to not sit around and chit-chat” I stood up.

I could see Avery's eyes pop, Julio, trying to hold back his laugh, and Breanna just staring at me like I'd grown two heads.

“And you're late by the way, Mr. Martin” I added.

He forced a little smile on his face.

“I'm the boss, Miss Lancaster. Anything else?”

Oh, so today I'm Miss Lancaster?

I was about to retort when I was cut off.

“And I'm your boss, Ron” Mr. Corleone smiled, coming up behind him.

Mind over heart, Megan. Mind over heart.

“How's everyone doing today?” Mr. Corleone asked.

“Fine. (Great.)” Avery and Julio chorused.

Mr. Corleone looked at me and then at Breanna.

“Everything set for the board meeting?”

“Yes, sir. We're good to go” Breanna answered for us.

Mr. Corleone nodded, gave Ronbie a friendly pat, and walked away.

“If you'll excuse us.”

He didn't wait for any response and turned away with the woman still on his arm, into his office.

What the hell?!

“Who's that?” Avery asked.

“Who cares, she's smokin'” Julio whistles.

My frown deepened.

“Are you sure you're gay, Julio?” Breanna chuckled.

“Admit it. She's hot” he smiled.

“Why is she always around?” I asked.

“His girlfriend maybe?” Avery goes.

“Yeah, and maybe she's the clingy type” Julio looked at Breanna.

“Yet she doesn't seem like it” Breanna muttered.

“Well if she is, she's not hot anymore” Julio shook his head.

“Hey, Meg” Avery called out to me. “Do you think they're in a serious relationship?”

I frowned.

“Why are you asking me that?”

“'Cause you're his assistant, duh” Julio grinned. “So tell us what you know, girl.”

“Guys, quit bothering her” Breanna put an arm around me.

“Why? We're interested in knowing what's going on” Avery pouted.

“If you ask me though, he's clearly into her” Julio folded his arms. “I mean, arm candy? Bringing her to work? Please. They're an item.”

I closed my eyes, rubbing my temples.

“Hey, you okay?” Breanna whispered to me.

I heard the giggles of his female companion and I angrily brushed Breanna's arm off me. Every part of me wanted to bang on his office door and demand an explanation for last night, but the more logically sensible part left won.

I walked away from them.

“Megan, where are you going?” Avery called after me.

I pressed the down button on the elevator.

“IT Support.”

A huge grin spread on her face.

“Ouu Kinky” Julio laughed.

“Wait, what for?” Breanna gave me a confused look

“To see Paul” I answered.

“But I thought you said—”

“Shush, shush, shushhh Breanna!” Avery cut her off. “Don't ruin this.”

“Yeah, let her have her moment” Julio added and then smiled at me. “Go get your man, baby girl!”

I nodded.

“That I will.”

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~Brie~

“I know this is hard for you, trust me. I know. But I wouldn't be asking this if it wasn't important.”

I spotted Mr. Martin coming out of his office and I turned in my chair.

“Call me when you get this. Bye.”

I wait another minute before looking over my shoulder.

Where's his girlfriend?

He standing in his doorway talking to Aiden. We made eye contact briefly and I smiled before turning back to my computer screen. Glancing at my phone, I see that it's already noon.

“I think I'll just go ahead and get lunch” I muttered to myself.

Gathering my things, I turned off my computer and stood up, making a beeline for the elevators.

“Ms. Nolan, can I talk to you in my office?” Aiden called out and I stopped mid-way.

He wants to talk?

Slowly turning around, I smiled.

“It's lunchtime, can it wait?”

“It can't.”

His voice was deep and his eyes looked me once over. Nodding my head, I followed him to his office. Entering, I stood off to the side, but he told me to take a seat.

I nodded again, not trusting myself to speak at the moment. Aiden took a seat at the edge of his desk.

“Are you okay, Breanna?”

“Yes,” I cleared my throat. “Just a bit stressed but I'm okay. Are you okay, Aiden?”

“Yes,” he smiled. “I can help with your stress, you know? Make you feel better.”

I chuckled.

“Aiden, I don't think this is the place for that,” I said politely.

“Are you sure?” he asked, looking at me with such intensity.

“Aiden—”

“If it doesn't help, I'll stop” he smiled and it was like I'd forgotten how to breathe. “Just let me.”

“Hey, you don't have to—”

He pushes my legs apart. A sudden realization hit me. This gorgeous man wasn't about to beg.

Oh God.

I hesitated to look him in the eyes, knowing my red thong was on full display for him.

“Aiden, we shouldn't be doi—”

He stroked my inner thigh, and I moaned.

“Shhhhh, Breanna. We wouldn't want the people to hear you, now do we?” he smirked.

I sucked in a breath.

“Do you get wet, thinking about how people could be outside my door listening to your sweet moans?”

I finally looked at him. Aiden stared intensively into my eyes and then returned his attention down. Just under his gaze alone, I was getting wetter and wetter. I had the sudden urge to grab his head and bury his face between my thighs.

Aiden pushed my legs further apart, slipping my thong to the side, and buried his face in me.

“How do you taste better than the last time?” he whispered, kissing my clit.

Before I could reply, he closed his mouth over my entrance. His tongue skillfully worked its way from the top to the bottom. He sucked hard, swirling his tongue around it. I positioned my legs over each of the armrests, giving him better access.

Aiden slipped his tongue inside of me.

Sweet fucking hell!

My body began writhing

“Aiden I’m—”

I met his eyes and he gave me a knowing look as he slipped two fingers inside of me. His fingers moved at a rapid pace, and my orgasm built up again.

“Keep your voice down or everyone will know what's happening inside these four walls” he smirked, giving me one slow lick and I nodded frantically, biting down on my lip, whimpering.

He removed his fingers and continued with his tongue. Moving back and forth, up and down, and never slowing. The orgasm hit me like a ton of bricks. I bit down harder on my lip, tasting blood.

Aiden didn't stop. He kept on at it. Prolonging the orgasm, making it last longer, until I was shaking and sensitive. He stood to his feet, looking down at me.

“You have no idea how much I've missed you, Breanna.”

He unbuckled his belt and slid his pants and boxers down in one swift motion.

Oh...

“Stand up and bend over the desk.”

I didn't hesitate.

Aiden wasted no time jerking my hips towards him. Slowly, he slid inside of me, filling me up and leaving no room. He moved in and out, over and over and over again. He'd slow down for a few seconds, then pick up his pace, fucking me harder.

“Fuck, Breanna” he grunted.

Aiden moved my hair out of the way and sucked and nibbled on my neck. Trailing hot, steamy kisses from the back of my ear back to my neck, repeatedly. His hand slipped down to my clit. Rubbing it just as fast as he is fucking me.

Our low moans and bodies slapping against one another filled the room. My body was on its last leg.

“I'm so close” I whimpered. “Harder, Aiden. Harder.”

“As you wish” he moaned back.

“Aiden... don't... oh God!” I moaned, biting down on my already bloody lip.

He picked up the pace once more.

“Aiden, I want to taste you.”

He quickly pulled out and I turned around quickly dropping to my knees. I took him in my mouth, sucking him until he unloaded into my mouth. I sucked and swallowed until he gently grabbed my hair, pulling my head back. I looked up at him through my lashes.

“You're killing me, baby.”

I smiled.

“Just returning the favor, baby.”

Aiden smiled back, led me up, and kissed me passionately, before pulling his boxers and pants back up.

“Feeling less stressed?”

“Much” I smiled and kissed him again.

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