Eruption - Chapter 26 #3
He looked down at his watch. "You probably should get back.
I actually have a lot of work I need to get through.
" He rolled his chair forward and slowly untied the phone cord from my wrists.
As soon as my hands were free he kissed the inside of each of my wrists.
They were red from me pulling on the cord so much. He glanced back up at me.
"It's okay. I liked it."
He ran his thumbs along the insides of my wrists. "You're definitely everything I need."
I pushed myself up and leaned forward to kiss him. He grabbed my ass and pulled me against him, kissing me hard before setting me back down on my feet. When he pulled back he had that boyish grin that I loved so much. I took a deep breath. We were good.
"Let's find your clothes," he said with a wink. His hands fell from me as he leaned down to grab my bra.
There was a paper stuck to my sticky stomach. I peeled it off, but before I could look at it, James grabbed it. He crumpled it up and threw it in the trash.
"What was that?" I asked as I put my bra back on.
"I got distracted this morning. I keep rewriting my vows to you."
My eyes darted back to his face. "James, I thought we agreed to just repeat the words that the minister says. You know I hate public speaking."
He smiled and handed me my shirt. "Baby, you're great at public speaking. You would have gotten an A in my class if you hadn't started sleeping with me. Or if we hadn't gotten caught."
I laughed and pulled my shirt on over my head. It stuck awkwardly to my stomach even when I tried to smooth it into place. I needed to go to the bathroom to wipe some of the stickiness from the coffee off of me. "We didn't really get caught."
"I know." He grabbed my waist and pulled me back against his chest. "My horrible ex wife, who I have absolutely no feelings for whatsoever, who I definitely don't want to kiss, gave us away."
I straightened his tie for him. "Who I want you to stop talking to."
"Okay. Done."
"Yeah?"
"All my friends say I'm whipped anyway. Might as well prove them right."
I lightly pushed his shoulder. "I'm not trying to boss you around."
"I know." He ran his fingers through my hair. "I just want you to be happy. I think Isabella was serious about getting my parents to come around or I would have hung up on her. I know you still want that."
I shook my head back and forth.
"You really don't want them to come?"
"No. I was the one that uninvited them, remember?"
He raised his left eyebrow.
"Fine. I'd still like them to accept me," I said. "Even though they're horrible. Maybe. But I don't want them to be forced into it by Isabella. I don't want her help with anything."
"Fair enough. No more Isabella. She is officially out of our lives."
I breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you."
"And that's why you talk to me when you're upset. So I can fix it. Now where did your underwear go?"
I laughed and grabbed my thong off the ground.
James' eyes wandered up my legs as I pulled my thong and skirt back on.
"So much for waiting until our wedding night," I said.
"Insatiable as ever."
"You turned it into a game. You know how competitive I am."
He laughed. "That's not why you caved, though.
You caved because you needed me. Just as much as I always need you.
That's why we're getting married. There was no reason to hold off on having sex until our wedding night.
We already know where we both stand." He tossed the phone at me. "Tell Nita to get me a new phone."
"No way. I'm not doing that." I threw it back at him. "I'm not her boss. And I don't want to have to explain what happened to it."
"So you want me to explain what happened?"
"Don't you dare. Just tell her it fell off your desk.
And please don't make her clean up this mess.
" I walked to the other side of the desk and picked up a frame that had fallen.
The glass was shattered. It was a picture of James and I at the beach.
He had this habit of staring at me instead of the camera whenever someone was taking a picture of us.
This one wasn't any different. I was smiling and he was looking at me with the most loving expression on his face.
Like I was the only thing he saw. "I love this picture. "
"We'll have a better one soon." He grabbed the broken frame from me and pulled out the picture.
"Of when we share our first kiss as husband and wife.
That's the one I'll want on my desk." He handed me the photo and tossed the frame in the trash.
"Now that the other marketing interns know we're together you can have a picture of me. I'll get you a new frame."
I smiled back up at him. I had no idea why I had ever doubted him.
"And don't worry about what Nita thinks. She is very aware of the fact that your afternoon lunch visits the past few years sometimes resulted in sex because I always asked her not to disturb us and winked at her."
"No you didn't..." I stopped when I saw the playful expression on his face. "James! You didn't really, did you?"
"You'll never know. And besides, everyone who walked by my office recently knows we just had sex. You were pretty loud."
"I was not."
He shrugged his shoulders. "I guess we'll see."
My face turned red. "I wasn't loud."
"You should probably get back to work, Miss Taylor. I have a ton of work I need to get done this week so I can marry you." He sat back down at his desk.
"I love you."
He smiled at me. "I love you so much."
I walked out of his office with a huge smile on my face. It felt like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders.
Sierra cleared her throat when I sat down at my desk and leaned toward me. "Your hair is a little messed up," she whispered and touched the side of her head.
"Oh, thanks." I ran my fingers through my hair.
"Was it super windy outside or something?" she asked.
I had told them all that I was going to make a quick phone call after lunch.
"Yeah, the wind has really picked up." Please stop talking about this.
"Weird. I always check the weather forecast, and I didn't think there was a storm coming. I should have worn a jacket."
"Sometimes they just sneak up on you." My eyes were glued to my computer screen.
"You just had sex, didn't you?" Tavon asked.
"What? Psh. No."
Tavon laughed. "You just fucked James in his office."
"I did not." I ran my fingers through my hair again. I could feel Zach staring at me. He was clearly judging my relationship.
"Then why are you blushing?" Tavon asked.
"I'm not. It's just hot in here."
"And the sex hair?"
"The wind."
Zach laughed.
I looked up, surprised that he was laughing.
"Make up sex is always the best," he said. "Just makes you want to keep coming back for more."
I rolled my eyes.
"Did you really just have sex in his office?" Sierra asked.
I sighed. They had caught me red handed. "Fine, you caught me."
"You two don't have much self control," Tavon said.
"It's not like we do it in his office all the time or anything."
"Office sex seems like so much fun." Sierra immediately blushed after saying it.
"Maybe I can help you make that fantasy come true?" Tavon said.
"I don't think so," she said. "I just meant in theory."
"It's fun in reality too."
Sierra looked back down at her computer screen. "We work at an open desk pod. We can't have sex here."
"But you want to have sex with me?"
She laughed. "I didn't say that."
"We could do it in the copy room. Or the mail room. The possibilities are endless really."
Sierra's face turned more and more red each time Tavon spoke.
"So, everything's good in paradise then?" Zach asked me.
"Really good, yeah."
"Good. You know guys, the bathroom always works too," he said, joining in Sierra and Tavon's conversation.
I shook my head. I really didn't think there was much of a chance that Sierra was going to hook up with Tavon. But I never thought that I'd hook up with my professor. And I never thought Tyler and Melissa would get together. Sometimes you found love in the most unexpected place.
Tavon stretched. "I could use a bathroom break right now, actually. If you wait a minute to follow me, no one will suspect you." He winked at Sierra.
Sierra shook her head back and forth, but I watched her stare at Tavon as he walked away. I couldn't help but think she was in way over her head with him.