“Yes, Elizabeth. Dictation. Which is one of your job duties. And as your contract said, you’re required to work some nights as well, at my home office.”
“I, uh, must have missed that.” I bit my lower lip and looked at the TV. I really didn’t want to miss The Bachelor as I knew that tonight’s episode was supposed to be juicy from the previews and the show was about to start. “Do you want me to come over now?” I offered, but it was clear from my tone that it was a half-hearted offer.
“No, it’s fine,” he said with a huff, as if he were doing me a favor. “However, I do expect you to come over tomorrow.”
“After work?”
“That’s what I said, Elizabeth,” he said, snapping at me. “Do you have a problem understanding English?”
“That’s not exactly what you said.” I growled into the phone. “You’re an asshole,” I said. “Do you have a problem understanding that?”
“That’s not an appropriate way to speak to your boss, especially seeing as today was your first day.”
“Yes, sir, no, sir, three bags full, sir,” I said under my breath and he laughed. “What can I do for you, sir? Let me know and I’ll get to it right away.”
“You’re learning,” he said. “I’m glad we’re not going to have any issues. Remember you’re the one that didn’t want to discuss what happened this past weekend,” he said softly. “I don’t expect you to take out your girl issues on me.”
“Say what?” My voice was loud. “What girl issues?”
“You know.” He sighed. “The games that you girls play when you don’t get your way. I know all about them. I have a sister that is the queen of miscommunication and immaturity.”
“Are you calling me immature?”
“No,” he said, his tone amused again. “I’m just saying if you have that girly immature bone in your body, don’t try and use it on me. I’m immune, after having grown up with Liv and Alice.”
“I couldn’t care less about playing any sort of games with you, Scott Taylor,” I said, incensed at his comments; he was so darn rude. “I don’t even know Liv and Alice in person and I don’t appreciate you comparing me to them.”
“Aw, you don’t like playing games?” he said, his voice husky.
“Nope,” I said stiffly.
“Not even in the bedroom?” he said, his voice lowering. “Not even in my bed?”
“Whatever,” I said, my stomach tingling with excitement as my brain wanted to scream, Hell yeah, I want to play games with you in the bedroom.
“Would you be saying ‘whatever’ if I told you I have this board game called ‘Do It or Kiss It’?”
“Do It or Kiss It?” I said, curiosity making me ask more.
“You have to do what’s on the card or kiss the body part that you choose from a bag.”
“Oh, okay?”
“So yeah, you could go from taking your bra off to sucking my cock.”
“Scott,” I said, my voice more shocked than it should have been as both tasks sounded pretty good right about then and I’d done both things with him already, “this is not appropriate.”
“Am I making you blush?” he said, his tone low again as if he were trying to seduce me. “Or maybe not? I don’t remember you blushing when I fucked you this past weekend.”
“Really? ‘Fucked’ is the word you’re going to use? Not ‘made love’ or ‘had sex’, but ‘fucked’? Typical man.”
“I would say typical feminist, but I don’t think you are one.”
“Is there anything else I can do for you tonight, sir?” I said, changing the subject. I knew he was trying to rile me up and I wasn’t going to let him do that to me.
“Call me sir again,” he said. “And wear no panties to work tomorrow.”
“You’re so inappropriate,” I said again as I debated in my mind the virtues of going panty-less to work, just to turn him on. I wanted to slap myself for even considering it.
“I’ll see you tomorrow, Eliza.”
“Goodbye, Scott.”
“Good night,” he said and then he hung up. I immediately face-timed Lacey again and squealed as she answered.
“What happened?” She frowned as she stared at me. “You had me on hold forever. I had to hang up.”
“Scott called me,” I said and stared into the phone.
“I know, you told me that when you put me on hold.” The corners of her mouth turned up. “What did he have to say?”
“He wanted me to come over tonight,” I said excitedly, though I wasn’t sure why I was so giddy. “He said it was for work stuff, but then he started talking about sex and stuff so I’m sure he was hoping for more.”
“What sex stuff?”
“Sex games, girl.”
“Sex games.” Lacey’s brown eyes looked into the phone with an excited and shocked expression. “What games? Oh shit, is he into kinky stuff?”
“I think he was talking about a board game, but who knows?” I said and laughed, my mind immediately wondering how kinky Scott was and how kinky I would be, given the opportunity.
“Sure, he has a board game.” She laughed. “That’s what they all say. He totally wants you to go over there and suck on his balls.”