went there, I just told my boss to get on with it so that I could move on and get hammered. Bye-bye, professionalism.
“I apologize for the happenings in the last few days, Ms.
Chase. And though you have no reason to believe me, I am not here of my own accord. I didn’t cause what you’ve been through.” He was angry at me, and he made sure I felt it in every word. “Regardless of what you think or think you know, I am here to do good, to help a friend. Marcus is a good friend of mine and Pat’s. We are waiting to be seated for dinner. He’s here is in town to sign contracts. He will be the CEO of PHI in a few weeks.”
Fuck, and there it was: another fucked-up surprise.
Alexander wasn’t staying on as the CEO, and this new guy was in a few weeks. Just so shady. But, Marcus seemed nice enough.
Perhaps if I got close to Marcus, I could throw Mr. Mason over the edge. Yup, plan approved!
“Well, that is a pleasant turn of events, Marcus.” Reaching over and taking his hand, I looked at him intently. “May I call you Marcus? I am very much looking forward to working closely with someone as personable and just delightful as yourself.
Welcome aboard. Call on me for anything you may need or want to know about. Oh, and please call me Eva.”
Marcus stood there, blush red. There he was flirting with my friend, and I was coming on to him? His smile spoke: Oh this is going to be an interesting new job.
“Mr. Mason, your table is ready, sir. Right this way.” The hostess showed them the way, but before they turned to leave, Marcus lifted our right hands, first Samantha’s and then mine, and kissed them both ever so gently.
“I am blessed to have met you and look forward to seeing you both soon. Oh, and by the way…” Marcus inched in closer to my ear. “I think he’s met his match in you.” Winking his eye, and before I could utter a word, they left, walking toward the back of the lounge to their table.
“What the fuck was that? Who are you?” Samantha looked at me in awe; I could feel the glow, standing tall and, well, statuesque. “Eva? What was that all about? Are you sure you’re not fucking him? I swear I won’t tell. I think it’s awes—”
I interrupted her before I could process the thought of “fucking Alexander.” I knew that if I did, I would end up wet and in the bathroom stall again. “Samantha, calm down. It was playful; I need to learn to work with him, so he is going to have to deal with my sarcasm and multiple personalities. Though, I do think that flirting with Marcus really got under him.”
“Got under him? Eva, you pissed him off big time, and me as well. I want Marcus. I mean, I’d like to get to know him. I got this tingly thing goin’ on in my belly, and he’s amazingly gorgeous. Come on. And honestly, maybe you should show Mason your kinky side and truly ‘get under him,’ This way you can both cut the crap.”
“Sam, cut the shit. You can have Marcus. I don’t want him; I just need to borrow him for some friendly games, that’s all.
Come on, be a friend. I swear I’m not interested. And honestly, Mr. Mason couldn’t handle my kinky side; he’s too stuffed up and buttoned to appreciate the dark side.” I rolled my eyes as I moved myself closer to the bar.
“OK, as long as we have that straight, don’t push the limits, missy! And just one more thing. Why? Why are you trying to…you know what! The color of your cheeks says it all.
I know why, and we are not going to argue about it tonight.”
Samantha thankfully moved past the conversation.
“There are my lovely, lovely ladies. What took you so long?” Michael finally spotted us, and with shots in hand, he came to greet us.
“Thanks, love. Hold on, hold on. There’s Chrissy. Chris, over here!” I jumped off the stool to hug her. “Hi! Aw, I’ve missed you.
How are you, babe? You feeling OK? We would have come to you; you didn’t have to come out,” I added. My tone had changed from
“I apologize for the happenings in the last few days, Ms.
Chase. And though you have no reason to believe me, I am not here of my own accord. I didn’t cause what you’ve been through.” He was angry at me, and he made sure I felt it in every word. “Regardless of what you think or think you know, I am here to do good, to help a friend. Marcus is a good friend of mine and Pat’s. We are waiting to be seated for dinner. He’s here is in town to sign contracts. He will be the CEO of PHI in a few weeks.”
Fuck, and there it was: another fucked-up surprise.
Alexander wasn’t staying on as the CEO, and this new guy was in a few weeks. Just so shady. But, Marcus seemed nice enough.
Perhaps if I got close to Marcus, I could throw Mr. Mason over the edge. Yup, plan approved!
“Well, that is a pleasant turn of events, Marcus.” Reaching over and taking his hand, I looked at him intently. “May I call you Marcus? I am very much looking forward to working closely with someone as personable and just delightful as yourself.
Welcome aboard. Call on me for anything you may need or want to know about. Oh, and please call me Eva.”
Marcus stood there, blush red. There he was flirting with my friend, and I was coming on to him? His smile spoke: Oh this is going to be an interesting new job.
“Mr. Mason, your table is ready, sir. Right this way.” The hostess showed them the way, but before they turned to leave, Marcus lifted our right hands, first Samantha’s and then mine, and kissed them both ever so gently.
“I am blessed to have met you and look forward to seeing you both soon. Oh, and by the way…” Marcus inched in closer to my ear. “I think he’s met his match in you.” Winking his eye, and before I could utter a word, they left, walking toward the back of the lounge to their table.
“What the fuck was that? Who are you?” Samantha looked at me in awe; I could feel the glow, standing tall and, well, statuesque. “Eva? What was that all about? Are you sure you’re not fucking him? I swear I won’t tell. I think it’s awes—”
I interrupted her before I could process the thought of “fucking Alexander.” I knew that if I did, I would end up wet and in the bathroom stall again. “Samantha, calm down. It was playful; I need to learn to work with him, so he is going to have to deal with my sarcasm and multiple personalities. Though, I do think that flirting with Marcus really got under him.”
“Got under him? Eva, you pissed him off big time, and me as well. I want Marcus. I mean, I’d like to get to know him. I got this tingly thing goin’ on in my belly, and he’s amazingly gorgeous. Come on. And honestly, maybe you should show Mason your kinky side and truly ‘get under him,’ This way you can both cut the crap.”
“Sam, cut the shit. You can have Marcus. I don’t want him; I just need to borrow him for some friendly games, that’s all.
Come on, be a friend. I swear I’m not interested. And honestly, Mr. Mason couldn’t handle my kinky side; he’s too stuffed up and buttoned to appreciate the dark side.” I rolled my eyes as I moved myself closer to the bar.
“OK, as long as we have that straight, don’t push the limits, missy! And just one more thing. Why? Why are you trying to…you know what! The color of your cheeks says it all.
I know why, and we are not going to argue about it tonight.”
Samantha thankfully moved past the conversation.
“There are my lovely, lovely ladies. What took you so long?” Michael finally spotted us, and with shots in hand, he came to greet us.
“Thanks, love. Hold on, hold on. There’s Chrissy. Chris, over here!” I jumped off the stool to hug her. “Hi! Aw, I’ve missed you.
How are you, babe? You feeling OK? We would have come to you; you didn’t have to come out,” I added. My tone had changed from
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