“Oh God, what the fuck’s wrong with me.”
He is displaying what I imagine to be what happens when a playboy meets his match. He doesn’t know what to do with himself.
“Man… I have my own problems.” I wince and think of my little associate that’s had me staring after her like a dog for the last few days she’s been with me.
“Shit, I’m sorry. I’ve just been talking. How’s it been going? You haven’t said. How’s the associate? I still can’t believe your old man is making you train her.”
“Yeah, about that…” The minute I say that he stills mid sip because he knows what I’m going to say.
“My God Josh, you slept with her already?” he hisses and looks over his shoulders to check we’re still alone.
We are. So I just fill him in on the latest crazy to take me.
The look on his face is surprise mixed with some element of expectation. I understand both. He’s not surprised because I’m with Giselle the way I am, or that I met her at The Dark Odyssey. Matt and I are always there hanging out in the playboy lounge with our other friends. We all met in college.
We stuck together because we’re the most similar, and we meet up with the other guys a couple times a month at the club just to touch base and have fun.
What he’s surprised by is me doing this with her in these dangerous times where my fucking future is on the line.
I have to admit that it surprises me too.
“Well, hell, Josh,” he sighs.
“I know. It’s crazy, right. But like fuck am I going to allow my dad to treat me like a child.”
Since Giselle and I made that deal, we’ve spent every night the same. It’s been five days now. Today is Friday. We met Sunday night. I woke up with her in my arms this morning and didn’t leave the suite before taking her again. In the bed and then the shower. I don’t care what anyone says, I’m having my fun with her. As long as Dad doesn’t find out, I’m good. My work is my work and the merits of me getting that job should just be based on work and not
hing else.
Matt gives me a narrowed look and looks me over. Then something comes into his eyes like curiosity mixed with interest.
“Josh,” he states.
“What?”
“You’re taken with her, aren’t you?” he observes.
“What do you mean?”
“Josh… the guy I know would have done everything possible to focus on what he needs to for the job. But you seem more focus on her,” Matt says shaking his head.
As he says that I recall myself telling Giselle I was obsessed with her.
“You know how I feel about this shit with Riley.”
“And yet you’ve just commissioned your own fuck toy.” He widens his eyes at me and gives me an incredulous glare. “Didn’t your old man all but tell you to keep your dick in your pants with this one?” he nods his blonde spikey head.
“My fucking dick had already been inside her several times before I realized she was the same woman I was supposed to keep away from.”
He shakes his head at me.
“It’s fun and games, man. All fun,” I add.
Fun…
As I look ahead through the glass wall, I see my little associate walking down the corridor that leads to her office.
All I have to do is look at her and the ideas come.