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Chapter Forty
When I came out of my room, I set Mindy’s bags on the dining table. Rich was sitting on the sofa, his elbows on his knees and hands holding his head.
“Did they close the bedroom door on you?” I asked, crossing my arms and leaning against the sofa table.His head popped up, and he grinned. “Technically I didn’t follow them, so when they closed the door, I wasn’t there.”“Probably for the best,” I laughed, heading into the kitchen. I’d caught a glimpse of a small wine cellar when we first got into the room. A glass of wine might be good at this point in the night. “So, as we both assumed, it’s just going to be the two of us. Want to bust into the wine?”“I’m all about that. Any Merlot?” He glanced at Mindy’s door and nodded. “And I think you’re right about our friends. Hopefully the walls are soundproof.”I poured two glasses, then joinRelated chapters
Bad Boss: An Office Romance Chapter Forty-One
MackHere I stood, dumbfounded, watching this asshole light up a cigarette.He caught me staring, then scowled. “You good, man?”I closed my jaw, my cheeks clenching. “Yeah, I’m good.”Nodding, he turned the opposite way, taking a long drag of his cigarette.My nostrils flared. Was he having an after-sex smoke?There was no fucking way.Instead of approaching him, I charged into the hotel, pacing the main entrance, then found a seat at the bar when I felt the front desk worker’s eyes on me.“Back for another round?” the bartender asked. “Same as last time?”“Whiskey, please. Neat.”The bartender nodded, then went to make my drink.I pulled out my phone, debating on what to do. Why was I so furious? Did she really sleep with that guy? She’d just send me photos of her in lingerie with her tits out. Maybe he was really with M
Bad Boss: An Office Romance Chapter Forty-Two
My eyes opened well before my alarm, my body used to its traditional 5:00AM wakeup. Since there was no point in trying to go back to sleep, I headed to the gym, enjoying the early morning run in solitude. No one ever used these hotel gyms besides me, at least not this early.My phone didn’t have any new messages, and I chalked it up to that kid going back upstairs for more. She probably just fell asleep, Mack, it was late. Stop thinking the worst, my conscious tried to tell me. Besides, I hadn’t responded to her when I told her I would call. Why wouldn’t she send me a message first?I couldn’t believe it, though, I never gave people the benefit of the doubt. That was one of my downfalls when it came to having relationships. Unfortunately, that was because most humans were terrible, and could never be trusted or held accountable for anything worthwhile.I didn’t bother waking Cody for breakfast. He was in his own room, and most likel
Bad Boss: An Office Romance Chapter Forty-Three
KelseySo, the outfits for the parade were warm, and modest, but sexy? Not so much. We wore black leggings with tall black boots, a shimmering gold T-shirt with a heavy green overcoat, the lapels velour, the shoulders too big for our frames. I didn’t mind, the morning air was chilly, and being on the float didn’t hide us from the wind. I had to keep one hand on my top hat to keep it from flying off, while the other waved at all the parade watchers.Mindy was throwing beads and chocolate gold coins, losing her top hat halfway through to the bottom portion of the rainbow float.The end of the parade had rows of beer tents, Irish and non-Irish patrons already celebrating, some probably still celebrating from last night.I never understood how people could drink profusely and still function the next day. I’d drink too much and feel like death for the next two days.Mindy was one of those freak Energizer Bunnies. During colle
Bad Boss: An Office Romance Chapter Forty-Four
MackMy phone buzzed, notifying me that a message came through while I was buttoning my dress shirt. I smirked when I swiped on the text, lifting a brow at the photo. It was of Kelsey, wearing a green, low-cut dress, that tapered to her waist then became flowy to her mid-thighs, black heeled ankle boots on her feet that made her sexy legs pop beautifully. Her hair was curled down her shoulders in the way I loved, and the cleavage she was exposing was just enough to make a man’s imagination run wild.She’d captioned the photo with, wish you were here.Oh, my sweet little vixen, I’ll be there soon, I thought to myself.A knock came on my hotel door, followed by a holler from Cody. “Let me in, loser.”I opened the door to a styled Cody, his typical leather jacket nowhere in sight, but a sharp, black button-up paired with gray dress pants and Penny loafers.Walking back to the floor length mirror, I complimented h
Bad Boss: An Office Romance Chapter Forty-Five
Florance began talking on the microphone, introducing the evening activities and information about the fundraiser for Irish families and students. I was half listening, weaving my way through people as discreetly as possible until I found Cody.“Where have you been?”“Thanking the guy who got us into the party. He’s one of Gary’s friends. Have you seen them?”He frowned. “No, but I haven’t been looking, either. I’m too hungry to focus on anything.”I kept myself from rolling my eyes at him. “Maybe they’re not coming for dinner.”“Maybe they realized this would be boring and bailed.”Now I was frowning. If I didn’t see her here, finding her whereabouts would be next to impossible.“Wait… Over there, is that them?” Cody pointed toward the front stage where Florance was presenting. Just off to the left, there was a row of tabl
Bad Boss: An Office Romance Chapter Forty-Six
We’d skimmed through the items, fancy baskets filled with expensive items and services. Some included weekend stays in vacation homes for thousands of dollars, dinner reservations and five-star restaurants, yacht trips and private flights. I was out of my league with the numbers written down on the sheets of paper.Rich felt the same way, his eyes widening with each item. He’d joked with me as if he were debating on bidding but would shake his head to indicate he was kidding. He did have a good sense of humor; it was what had drawn me to his possible friendship.“What are your plans for after this grand party?” he asked once we were done observing the auction items.“I’m not really sure,” I lied. “We might just head back to the hotel, go to bed early since last night was so late.”He ran his hand through his hair. “Yeah, look, about last night.”I raised a brow, preparing for the u
Bad Boss: An Office Romance Chapter Forty-Seven
O’Neill’s was one of the oldest Irish Pubs in Chicago. It was gaudy and tacky and wonderful. The lights were dim and flashy, corny decorations were scattered all over the place. The bar was packed, and I was shocked we made it before they’d reached capacity. Upon our entrance, they were handing out beads and green masks that covered our eyes to the tips of our noses. “For fun,” the promo girl cheered. She was wearing a traditional Irish dress that pleated out by her knees, patterns of Celtics in browns, greens and whites scattered all over it.“This is my scene!” Mindy shouted over the live music. The band had four members, one playing the fiddle, bagpipes, a flute, and a drum. They were older, loud, and very Irish, fitting the setting perfectly with their kilts, red hair, and beards. People were dancing the Jig to their songs, and the spirit of the holiday was evident.Mindy and I went by the bar to grab drinks. The bartender trie
Bad Boss: An Office Romance Chapter Forty-Eight
MackShe’d taken his arm when he offered it to her, and my confidence began to dwindle. Did she really have an interest in this moron? He had no business being at a fundraiser amongst the high-class society of Chicago, which meant he was either in denial, or putting himself through agony to impress Kelsey.I’d cautiously followed the two of them toward the silent auction tables, careful to keep a good distance and not to be seen. I needed a visual of her face, to see if she was entertained by his company, or if she was simply being cordial.Kelsey had given me a fair share of scowls, and I had a good inkling on if she was comfortable in situations or not by her expressions. The tables were crowded now that dinner was finishing, the business owners and socialites were either bidding on items, or bragging about what they had donated for the auction. I understood how these people worked, I grew up surrounded by them. Both my mother and father shared the lim
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