Bethany"Yes. I still do." Philip reached out and grabbed Sadie's hand, pulling her closer to them. "Stop screaming and act your age. I'm trying to help you because I care about you. You can't throw yourself on the bed for any stiff dick that shows up. You hate yourself because of that shit. Don't act like you don't."Her eyes filled with tears. "I have to go.""Sadie." Bethany reached out and pulled the girl to her, hugging her and giving Philip the biggest 'go to hell look' she could muster. "It's fine. Philip is just jealous. He's interested in you, and you giving attention to every guy in the world is pissing him off. He's lashing out."Sadie pulled back and glanced over at Philip as she wiped at her eyes.Bethany was simply trying to throw Philip under the bus, even though there was no way in hell Philip had feelings for the wild redhead that had most of them rolling their eyes at the office."You do?" Sadie's voice softened, her expression changing from anger to neediness.Oh he
BethanyKendal's speech went well the day before, but there was no getting to him for the hordes of people who crowded the stage when he finished. Bethany gave up after a few minutes and left with Ben to head back to the office. After a long afternoon of working on the special project she promised Damon she would help with, she headed back to their place and spent the evening unpacking. Something came up at the office that had him tied up, and at eleven, she gave up and fell asleep on the couch.She woke in the bed the next morning, the smell of his cologne lingering in the room around her. He must have toted her to the bedroom sometime during the night. Where she missed seeing him like crazy, she refused to get pissed over it. He had to do what he had to do. She'd already witnessed him trying to be home more often and ignoring the business when they were together if at all possible."So... no being upset." She rolled over and sat up, stretching. The memory of him stripping her down a
BethanyJake snorted. "No, but I'd love one for Dr. Dickman's marketing final. I'm lost in there. I'm going to have to be the worker bee in a firm because if I'm left to sell my own services, me and my family are going to go hungry."Bethany smirked. "I haven't heard anything, but seeing that you have... what are you going to do about it?" Her phone buzzed in her pocket, and she pulled it out to see another unknown number. "Sorry about that." She put it back and ignored it. Bill collectors? Krista? No. Maybe someone just had the wrong number."I changed the test. What else could I do?" Kendal put his hands on his hips and lifted his eyebrow. His devilish expression had to be one of the many tricks he used on women in his younger years when he and Damon were slutting it up in college. Bethany had, unfortunately, heard a few too many of their stories over beers and burgers before."That was a forty-page test, Dr. Tarrington. You changed all of it?" Jake's eyes widened.Bethany's phone b
Bethany"You came back?" Ben glanced up as Bethany walked into the office the next morning. Sadie and Philip were huddled at one end of the table together, deep in conversation about something work related."Of course I did. I don't have another job right now." She smiled and set her briefcase down. "Have you seen Damon this morning?""Yeah. He was in a meeting earlier this morning, but I'm sure he's out by now." Ben turned his attention back to his computer."Hey, guys." Bethany walked down toward Sadie and Philip. "Everything okay?""Couldn't be better." Sadie smiled, but couldn't seem to take her eyes off Philip. "We've decided to try dating.""Workplace romance." Bethany put a hand on her hip. "They're a little tricky. Let me tell you. I know from experience.""You know what?" Damon's voice surprised her.She turned and let her eyes move across him. Perfection. His dark slacks hugged his hips, his light blue button-up shirt looking as if it were made for him."I know you." She tur
Bethany"I haven't been with my man in the better part of a week. It sort of causes a girl to go nuts when he's near." She pressed her hands into his chest and let the feel of him between her thighs drag her into depravity. He could so quickly do it."I owe you some attention for sure." He moved his hands up and cupped her throat carefully. "Get up and take your slacks off. I'll clean up that mess you've made in your panties.""No. It's okay." She moved off his lap and took a step back, only to have him reach up and grab her wrist."I wasn't asking, baby. Do what I said." He tilted his head to the side, watching her intently.Her pulse spiked, and she nodded, unbuttoning her slacks and glancing back toward the door. Had they locked it?"It's locked," he mumbled as he pulled at her waistband.The slacks dropped to the floor, and she stood there, not quite sure what to do. Sex in Damon's office always threw her off a little."I can make sure." She reached for him as he gripped her hips
DamonThe smell of Beth clung to him, leaving the rest of the day difficult to get through. Focusing wasn't usually an issue at all, but he wanted more, so much more of her. Something had to give.After kissing her goodbye, he closed himself in his office and muddled through a few more projects until it was time to head over to Masquerade for Ben's party. Bethany had promised to get Ben over to the club and to blindfold him just for shits and giggles. Everyone would be there. Ben was one of the beloved members of Damon's staff.A knock at the door caused him to glance up. "Come on in."Surprisingly enough, Damon's dad stuck his head in the office. "You got a few minutes?""Of course, Dad. You don't need to knock." Damon leaned back and let out a sigh. "What's going on?""You're going to Ben's promotion party, right?" His father gave him a stern look."Of course I am." Damon snorted. "You should be too.""I am, but only for a few minutes." His father dropped down in the seat in front o
Damon"Just don't get the cops called on us, buddy." Philip patted Ben's back as he walked toward the large dance floor in the center, pulling Sadie along with him."Are they?" Damon turned and put his hand on his hip. "Really? I thought he was into you?""He was. Thanks for the reminder that I'm old news." Bethany pushed out her bottom lip, looking too cute for her own good."You're always front and center for me." Damon reached for her hand as the music started to play from the speakers in the ceiling. "Ben... the DJ is over there, man. Tell him what you want to hear. It's your night, buddy. Congrats.""Thanks, bo- Damon." He smiled and jogged toward the bar as several of the staff followed him.The dance floor filled up, which was good. Damon was used to playing the stiff asshole at the office. No one at the firm had seen him let his guard down, and he wasn't sure he necessarily wanted that to start tonight but dancing with his woman? Hell yes."Remember this place? Bottom level, t
Bethany"Did you have fun tonight?" Damon reached for Bethany's hand as they walked toward the house."Yeah. You sure you don't need to go back to the office? I honestly understand if you do, Damon." She squeezed his hand and moved in front of him.He wrapped his arms around her as she fumbled with the keys. As silly as it was, there was something so right about them being there together, waiting to walk into the house they shared. It was dreamy and a little overwhelming."No. I'll put in some extra hours next week. Tomorrow is your graduation, and then Matt comes in on Sunday. I have my office here at the house if I need to wrap something up. Stop worrying. I'm yours for the next few days." He kissed the side of her neck, causing chill bumps to race down her back."Good. That sounds incredible." She pushed the door open and walked toward the kitchen, the sound of her heels filling up the hallway. "You go change, and I'll make us something to drink.""That's my line." He popped her bu