Ask Him (Mess with Me 1.50)

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Excerpt of BEG ME

© March 2018 M. Malone

Milo

“What just happened is I secured a multimillion dollar ad account for our agency. I just saved both our jobs.”

She snorts delicately. “You just lied to a potential client and to our boss! Besides since when have you ever cared about my career?”

There it is again, the veiled accusation that I’ve hurt her somehow. I move closer, noticing how her eyes focus on my lips.

“Why would you think I don’t care about your career? Tell me, I can see you’re dying to since you keep bringing it up. What did I do that was so bad?”

That seems to take the cork out of whatever was holding her back. Arms flying, she gets all up in my face, and damn if it isn’t the sexiest thing watching her march around while that clingy dress drapes around her.

“You stole the Adler account after I told you how much I wanted it! Six months. That’s how long I spent researching them and planning for how we would approach them. And then James asks you to approach the client.”

By the time she’s finished, my mouth is hanging open and I’m experiencing something that I don’t feel often. Remorse.

“Mya, I’m going to tell you something. And you probably won’t believe it. But I need you to understand that I’m being completely genuine.” I pause. “I’m a clueless jerk sometimes.”

She crosses her arms. “I won’t have trouble believing that.”

“But you might have trouble believing that I didn’t realize you wanted the Adler account for yourself.”

Her eyes fire up again, but I hold up a hand before she can respond. “Just let me explain. When you first told me about the Adler account, I was already handling two other jewelers, remember?”

She nods reluctantly.

“We used to do that all the time, right? I’d see an account that I thought would be perfect for you, so I’d mention it. You’d do the same for me. We were friends once. Or at least, I thought we were.”

The anger on her face has softened somewhat. “We were friends. That’s why it hurt so much. I thought you knew how much I wanted that account.”

“I truly didn’t, but that’s on me. Because that means I wasn’t listening well enough and I’m sorry.” Then, because I know it will make her laugh, I add, “but if it makes you feel any better Owen Adler has a serious flatulence problem. So you can take over those update meetings if you really want to.”

Mya covers her eyes with her hands. “No, thank you. I got a little preview of that the last time he was in the office. Maybe the universe was doing me a favor in that particular case.”

“Probably. So many things make sense now. I had no idea you wanted that account. No wonder you hate me.”

Mya blushes. “I don’t hate you. Not really.”

The tension in the room goes down several notches, but I can sense that I’m still on thin ice with her. Not surprising since she’s spent the last two years thinking I fucked her over on purpose. And she just saw me lie to our boss, a potential client and several of our colleagues.

“Look, this thing with the Lavin team is a win-win situation. He likes us and that’s half the battle. Now that we’re in, he’ll schedule another meeting for us to present how we’d handle marketing for the new line.”

“This is never going to work! Everyone knows we’re not actually together.”

It’s amazing to me that she has this much faith in people after working in advertising for so long.