Mr Spencer (Mr. 2)
“Mate, I have to go, sorry,” I snap. “Shit’s going on here.” Sheridan grabs my cock through my pants and strokes me. I swat her hand away.
“Call you later,” I snap and hang up. “What the fuck, Sheridan?”
“Oh, darling. Don’t act like you don’t love it when I do this.”
My phone buzzes and my receptionist’s voice rings out. “Mr Jones?”
I push Sheridan away. “Fucking stop it, will you?” She drops her head to my lap and bites me through my pants. “Get up!” I snap. I push the intercom. “Yeah?” I say.
“I have an Edward Prescott here to see you.”
My eyes widen.
Oh fuck.
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Spencer
Oh hell. This is the worst timing ever. I exhale heavily.…. shit, what does he want?
“Tell him I’ll be a few minutes. I’m with a client,” I splutter.
“Okay.”
I hang up and stand in a rush. “Fucking hell, Sheridan.” I drag her from the floor by the arm. “What the hell are you doing?”
She smirks. “Pleasing my man. What does it look like?”
“I’m not your man, and you need to stop coming in here unannounced and touching me.”
She rolls her eyes. “Are you still going on with this nonsense?”
“Yes.” I grab her biceps. “Fucking listen to what I’m saying. This has to stop.” I gently push her away from my body. “Please,” I urge.
Her eyes search mine, and realisation sets in that I actually mean this. Her eyes fill with tears. “Spence,” she whispers.
My heart drops and I sigh. “Shez… don’t.”
“But you said it would always be us.”
“I know I did.”
“I love you,” she whispers through tears.
“What?” I frown. What the fuck… she did not just say that?
“For years, I’ve loved you, Spence.”
My eyebrows rise. “And you didn’t think to say something to me before now?”
“Because I didn’t want to lose you.” She shrugs. “But if you’re ready to settle down, I’ll move here, and we can try to make it work. Maybe you can have the house in the countryside and the two-point-four children… but with me.”
My shoulders slump, and I tuck a piece of hair behind her ear. “It’s not that easy.”
Tears fill her eyes even more, and damn, if it isn’t the worst thing I’ve ever seen. Sheridan is the toughest chick I know.
“Please,” she murmurs helplessly.