“Are
you still not going to fuck me?”
“Oh, I’m going to fuck you.
I’m just not going to fuck you right now,” he said,
grinding his body further into mine.
“Tease,” I whispered.
He laughed. “Aren’t you
supposed to be faxing papers?”
“I would be if you weren’t
here distracting me,” I replied, grabbing his waist.
“Well, I need to leave anyway,
lunch is over,” he said.
“Oh, no, you didn’t get
anything to eat! I shouldn’t have closed the shop… Let
me go make you a bagel or something.”
“You really think I’d
rather have a bagel than this?” he asked, leaning down for a
kiss again. “I’ll just stop by the burger place on the
way out of here.”
“Are you sure?” I asked.
“Definitely,” he said,
giving me on last quick kiss before his hand squeezed my butt cheek.
“You,” I said smacking his
butt once as he left my office chuckling. After a second, I rushed
out of my office after him. “Ha, sorry, I forgot, I have to let
you out.” Unlocking the door, I gave Cameron one more quick
kiss before he left.
Right after I locked the door, Mitch
walked up, giving me a big smile and pulling on the door handle.
“Sorry,” I mouthed to him
through the window while I pointed to the sign.
The smiling expression on his face
fell.
“Wait,” I said, holding up
one finger. Rushing back to the coffee counter, I lifted the carafes
and found them all hot and full. I filled up a to-go cup and brought
it back to the door.
After unlocking the door, I held out
the cup to Mitch.
“Oh, hey Jamie, so, um, is that
for me? Because I was just sort of wanting to come inside for a
minute, but I don’t really have the money for a cup of coffee
right now.”
“No Mitch, this was extra. I was
just about to throw it out,” I told him. “I’m so
sorry but I have to close early today.”
“Well, if you’re just going
to throw it out,” he said, taking the coffee. He gave me a wide
grin, showing all his missing teeth. “I’m all cleaned up,
you see?” he asked.
My gaze passed over his clean shaven
face, recently washed sweatshirt and weather worn jeans. “You
look great, Mitch. Are those new clothes?” I asked.
“Yeah. I have a job interview
today. Someone set it up for me,” he said, beaming. “It’s
at the full service gas station right over there.” He pointed
down the street. “If I get a job there, will you and Chris come
say hi when I’m at work?”
“I definitely will, and I’ll
tell Chris. I’m sure he’ll want to too,” I said.
“It’s through an outreach
program so I really think they might actually hire me. They’re
supposed to do that, right? Hire people in outreach programs?”
he asked.
“Um, I really don’t know
about that, sorry,” I said.
“Oh, that’s okay Jamie,
that’s okay.”
“I have to do a couple things, so
I really need to get back inside, Mitch. Good luck with your
interview, I bet you’ll do great.”
“You think so?” he asked.
“Yeah, I really do,” I
said.
“Okay, well, you have a great
day, Jamie. Next time I see you, I’ll be able to buy anything
in your store.”
“Sounds awesome, Mitch. Good
luck.” I closed the door and locked it, giving Mitch one more
wave before returning to my office.
While the two offers I received fed
through my fax machine, I pulled out the judgment lien folder. I
leafed through the court documents and the fifteen year pay back deal
I’d made with the owner of the lien.
I read under my breath, “This
agreement is made between Timepiece Corporate, hereafter referred to
as the creditor, and Jamie Scott, hereafter referred to as the
debtor.” Sighing, I added the form to the pile feeding into the
fax machine.
Next I pulled out some tax and asset
forms, detailing the worth of the shop’s equipment. When all
the forms had gone through, I sat down on my office chair and pulled
out my phone. With shaking fingers, I dialed the number on the offer,
pressing the speaker button on my
you still not going to fuck me?”
“Oh, I’m going to fuck you.
I’m just not going to fuck you right now,” he said,
grinding his body further into mine.
“Tease,” I whispered.
He laughed. “Aren’t you
supposed to be faxing papers?”
“I would be if you weren’t
here distracting me,” I replied, grabbing his waist.
“Well, I need to leave anyway,
lunch is over,” he said.
“Oh, no, you didn’t get
anything to eat! I shouldn’t have closed the shop… Let
me go make you a bagel or something.”
“You really think I’d
rather have a bagel than this?” he asked, leaning down for a
kiss again. “I’ll just stop by the burger place on the
way out of here.”
“Are you sure?” I asked.
“Definitely,” he said,
giving me on last quick kiss before his hand squeezed my butt cheek.
“You,” I said smacking his
butt once as he left my office chuckling. After a second, I rushed
out of my office after him. “Ha, sorry, I forgot, I have to let
you out.” Unlocking the door, I gave Cameron one more quick
kiss before he left.
Right after I locked the door, Mitch
walked up, giving me a big smile and pulling on the door handle.
“Sorry,” I mouthed to him
through the window while I pointed to the sign.
The smiling expression on his face
fell.
“Wait,” I said, holding up
one finger. Rushing back to the coffee counter, I lifted the carafes
and found them all hot and full. I filled up a to-go cup and brought
it back to the door.
After unlocking the door, I held out
the cup to Mitch.
“Oh, hey Jamie, so, um, is that
for me? Because I was just sort of wanting to come inside for a
minute, but I don’t really have the money for a cup of coffee
right now.”
“No Mitch, this was extra. I was
just about to throw it out,” I told him. “I’m so
sorry but I have to close early today.”
“Well, if you’re just going
to throw it out,” he said, taking the coffee. He gave me a wide
grin, showing all his missing teeth. “I’m all cleaned up,
you see?” he asked.
My gaze passed over his clean shaven
face, recently washed sweatshirt and weather worn jeans. “You
look great, Mitch. Are those new clothes?” I asked.
“Yeah. I have a job interview
today. Someone set it up for me,” he said, beaming. “It’s
at the full service gas station right over there.” He pointed
down the street. “If I get a job there, will you and Chris come
say hi when I’m at work?”
“I definitely will, and I’ll
tell Chris. I’m sure he’ll want to too,” I said.
“It’s through an outreach
program so I really think they might actually hire me. They’re
supposed to do that, right? Hire people in outreach programs?”
he asked.
“Um, I really don’t know
about that, sorry,” I said.
“Oh, that’s okay Jamie,
that’s okay.”
“I have to do a couple things, so
I really need to get back inside, Mitch. Good luck with your
interview, I bet you’ll do great.”
“You think so?” he asked.
“Yeah, I really do,” I
said.
“Okay, well, you have a great
day, Jamie. Next time I see you, I’ll be able to buy anything
in your store.”
“Sounds awesome, Mitch. Good
luck.” I closed the door and locked it, giving Mitch one more
wave before returning to my office.
While the two offers I received fed
through my fax machine, I pulled out the judgment lien folder. I
leafed through the court documents and the fifteen year pay back deal
I’d made with the owner of the lien.
I read under my breath, “This
agreement is made between Timepiece Corporate, hereafter referred to
as the creditor, and Jamie Scott, hereafter referred to as the
debtor.” Sighing, I added the form to the pile feeding into the
fax machine.
Next I pulled out some tax and asset
forms, detailing the worth of the shop’s equipment. When all
the forms had gone through, I sat down on my office chair and pulled
out my phone. With shaking fingers, I dialed the number on the offer,
pressing the speaker button on my
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