All Chapters of Mr Hook Up: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

“They’re missing you,” he replied. “We all are, but I know many of them have reached out since you left. You’ve been a lifesaver, I can tell you that. One issue after the next, and no one has been able to fill your role.”She beamed from the compliment. “Someone will come along soon, I’m sure of that. Regardless, I’m happy to help. I know what it’s like to need answers and not be able to get them. I’m always here for you guys.”“You should see what’s happening at work.” He shifted his stance. “You know, the rollout and how it’s all come together.” He shoved a hand into his pocket, and the other went to his chin, holding it as he looked at her. “We’ve done some initial testing across a few markets. You’d be so proud with the results.”Her head shook. “I’m thrilled it went so well. We worked hard on those designs. I’d be crushed if it wasn’t received the way I wanted.”“It’s going to launch across all markets in the next couple of months. I’ll ping you on Faceframe when it hits the US t

“A castration.” She laughed.I winced at her description, and she pressed her knees into mine. “Don’t stress over the details of the past. We’ve moved on. Things are fab now, remember?”I nodded slowly. “You’re right.”“And how are things going at work? You guys are together there every day. Is that affecting you at all?”“Not really.” I sighed, thinking of all the effort he put in to make sure work didn’t get difficult between us. “He really gives me my space. I mean, sure, I see him, we pass each other constantly, sometimes we go out for lunch. But he doesn’t hover, if you know what I mean.”“He gets what you need, and he gives it to you. That right there is the total package, my friend.”“I can’t deny that.”“And the international rollout—is everything still on track?”I lifted the vodka off the bar and took a sip. “Hence this,” I said, wiggling the glass, shaking the ice before I set it down.“Oh boy.” Her brows lifted. “Do I need to whip someone’s ass?”“No, no, it’s all good, it

“Fifteen minutes, Drake. Ticktock . . . remember.” I smiled before I ducked my face under the dress.I placed my nose on the lace, right over her clit, and inhaled her.That fucking smell.I couldn’t get enough.Ever.“Oh shit,” she moaned, quivering.I rubbed my nose up and down the thin material before I slipped the fabric to the side and licked from the lowest point of her all the way to the highest.There would be no teasing in this elevator.No waiting.No punishing by drawing out her orgasm.Drake needed one thing from me, and I was going to give it to her.I pointed my tongue and focused on the top of her clit, swiping it back and forth while I used two fingers to spread the wetness down to her opening. I made sure to coat those same fingers as I prepped her, gradually inserting just enough that she knew where I was going, and then went as high as my knuckles.Her hand found my head, the dress between us stopping her from pulling my hair—or even seeing me—but she still pushed a

Holden crossed his hands, linking his fingers, setting them on a file that rested in front of him.A similar-looking file sat in front of everyone.Aside from me.“Drake . . .” Holden started, inhaling a loud breath. “Easton, Grayson, and I realize we have competitors and there will be many more during our tenure. Sharing the market is inevitable in this business—and any business, for that matter. We can’t trademark a dating app. What we have trademarked is our proprietary software and our psychological exam—things you’re already well aware of.” He paused, and my brain spun, trying to piece together what he was saying. “What we didn’t anticipate and what we don’t appreciate is a social media giant developing a dating model that is identical to ours.”I shifted from his face to Grayson’s and then Easton’s, waiting for the news to click.But it didn’t.“Okay,” I said softly. “Which giant are you referring to?”Holden looked surprised by my question. “Faceframe.”“Faceframe?” I gasped, m

I couldn’t define what he meant.Or the battle that was becoming more prominent in his eyes.Or the way each of his syllables banged my chest.Holden’s eyes were suddenly no different than Easton’s.Neither was Grayson’s.“Due to the evidence that’s been presented and the level of access you have within Hooked, we have decided to suspend your employment until the investigation is closed,” the attorney said.They were . . . terminating me.Even if it was temporary, they were still shutting me out.Because some asshole, for some unknown reason, had framed me for something I didn’t do.Had I really thought that after I pled my case they were going to trust every word I said? That I would be able to continue working like none of this had happened?Still, hearing that news, feeling the gravity of it all, caused everything inside me to tighten.“I see,” I whispered.“I kindly ask you to remove all personal items from your office that you would like to have access to since you won’t be able