Like a Boss (Boss Duet 1)
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“I…I…don’t ever do it again.” She tried to brush past me, but I stopped her with my hand gripping her elbow.
I couldn’t concentrate with her around anymore, she needed to go. I acted a fool, and I wanted to stop my addiction to her—cold turkey.
“Penny, you’re fired.” It was time to be done once and for all.
Her expression ranged through a myriad of emotions. Beginning with shocked, ending in a fiery inferno of pure thundering rage.
Her cheeks turned a deep red, and a second later the palm of her hand connected with my face.
I dropped her elbow and leaned in close to her precious pouty lips. “Why the fuck would you think slapping me is a good idea?”
“You can’t fire me.”
“The fuck I can’t. I’ll say it again, you’re fired. Get the fuck out.” I was being tortured by her tight body, her soft lips.
“Why? For what reason?”
“For the reason I can’t think straight with you around.”
She laughed, and I cracked a smile. I was being fucking ridiculous.
“You’re so hot,” I whispered. What are you doing to me?
She looked at a spot over my shoulder, avoiding my eyes. “It is hot. They have fans you could install. I looked into it, they’re cheap too.”
Fans?
“I’ll think about it.” I moved away from her and grabbed my clipboard.
She narrowed her eyes.
“I said I would think about it and I will. Get to work…uh… please.”
“Thanks.” She smiled but it didn’t reach her eyes. “Oh and Theo,” she said softly when I turned away from her, “I’m sorry I slapped you.”
“I’m sorry, too.” I stalked away to my office, without looking back.
Once inside, I slammed the door and sank into my chair. Fuck, what happened—again?
There was something about her, something I couldn’t escape.
The clipboard served as a stress reliever as I clutched it tighter in my hands. My cock throbbed and I took a few deep breaths.
Fuck, fans? I sat down and grabbed a pen.
Reasons to get fans
? The customers have been fanning themselves
? Might help keep customers in the seats, ordering
? Penny seems to really want them
? Her pussy tasted so fucking good
I hung my head, eyes closed as I took a deep breath through my nose. I struck my pen through the last line and continued.
? They’d probably be cheap