The Whole Package

When I pull into the parking lot I don’t even park. I pull up out front and get out, leaving my car there. When I walk in I glance over at Kyle, who is at the register.

“Where’s Mason?” I ask.

“His office. He and Bailey are in a meeting.” My whole body goes tight as I head straight for the office. I don’t stop to knock as I throw the door open. I fly across the room when I see her sitting in the chair, with him leaning over her, his hands braced on the arms. It’s an intimidation tactic and he’s in her space. Bailey looks frightened.

I barely catch all of this before I crash into him and knock him to the floor.

“Fuck,” he grunts as I grab him.

I pull him from the floor, and rage like I’ve never felt rushes through me. I toss him across his desk and he slides over it before falling on the other side. He hits his chair then hits the ground with a loud cry. I go for him again, but Bailey jumps in front of me and stops me in my tracks.

Putting her hands on my chest, she pleads with me. “He’s not worth it.”

I calm at her simple touch as I look down at her. God, I love her so much. I can’t stand that this fucker has been messing with her, likely making her life harder.

“Are you okay?” I ask her, cupping her cheeks. She gives me a small smile.

“Yeah.” She rubs her hands on my chest. “Are you?” she asks.

“I will be as soon as this prick is gone.” We both turn to look when we hear a groan. Mason stumbles as he gets to his feet.

“I’ll sue you!” he yells.

“Don’t worry. You’ll be hearing from our lawyers. Now get out. You’re fired.”

“Pfft. She’s not even worth it,” Mason spits. I try to go for him again, but Bailey stops me. She wraps her arms around me, and I breathe. She’s right. He’s not worth being thrown in jail over, and that would upset her and Hazel.

“She’s worth everything,” I say back at him. He knows it, too, because now I see how bad he wants her. She’s mine, and someone would have to kill me to take her or Hazel from me.

Like the coward that he is, he makes sure he puts some distance between us before he talks shit on the way out. “This place will fall apart without me.”

I don’t even dignify that with a response because if I’ve learned anything while being in the store, it’s that Bailey has been running this place. I’ve seen how she does the scheduling and ordering for the store. She could run this place blindfolded. By the time I’m done with Mason he won’t be able to get a job in the city, if he doesn’t end up in jail for harassment.

As Mason leaves, some of the employees gather around to see what happened.

“Everyone back to work. Nothing to see here,” Bailey tells them as she steps in front of me.

“You heard your new manager. Let’s make sure the customers are taken care of,” I say, and Bailey turns around to look at me. She’s shocked and I’m not sure why. She should have had the job a long time ago.

“I can’t be the manager,” she finally says after everyone clears out. “I’m the assistant manager.”

“Not anymore. I’m sure you’ll find someone to fill that role.” Before she can say anything else, I kiss her and cut off any protest.

Instead, I give us what we both need.

Chapter 12

Bailey

“Don’t stop,” I cry, even though I know he’s not going to. In fact, most times I have to beg him to stop because my body can’t take anymore. I dig my fingers into his hair as he licks and then sucks my clit. My orgasm spikes when he pushes a finger inside me and goes right for my sweet spot. I come undone as I throw my hand over my mouth to keep from crying out loud. He’s relentless as he makes sure to get every drop of pleasure out of me. I lie there boneless as he climbs up my body.

“Morning, beautiful,” Shawn says against my mouth before kissing me.

I taste myself on him, and I want more. I wrap my legs around his waist as he slides inside of me.

“I love waking up like this,” I tell him when he starts to thrust in and out. This is how I’ve woken up every morning since our first time together. He really is the perfect alarm clock. There’s no wanting to hit snooze in the morning with this man.

“I love waking you like this,” he grunts.

We haven’t talked about moving in together, but we might as well at this point. We never sleep apart and I don’t think Shawn would ever let us. He pushes up on his knees, sliding me with him so my ass is in his lap. He grips my hips as he thrusts harder in and out of me. The desire on his face alone has my second orgasm pushing down on me.