The look of Sir recognizing that his boy belongs toHim.
My cock, predictably, responds.
“Yes,” George softly says. “Yes, you do.” One corner of his mouth quirks up in a sexy, teasing smirk I also know all too well. “And may I say it damn sure is my pleasure.” He looks at the guy. “To have Declan as my deputy chief of staff,” he quickly adds. “Casey did well bringing him on board for my administration. He’s invaluable to me. They are a hell of a team.”
Disbelief fills Darren’s tone as he turns to face me, putting George off to his side now and out of his direct line of sight. “Are yousure? I can give you a couple of days to think about it. Or are you trying to hold out for more money?”
Behind the man, George’s smile slowly spreads, downright cocky even as he takes a deep breath. He’s fully relaxed now, shoulders back and head held high.
“Sorry, Darren,” I tell him. “I have my work here, as well as Governor Forrester’s re-election campaign. I’m too…tied up with all of that. Apparently, I’m a masochist.” George’s smile widens behind Darren. “I’m handcuffed to my post until Governor Forrester says otherwise.” George presses his lips together, trying not to laugh now. “Between him and Ms. Blaine, well, they keep me a very busy boy. And I’m extremely satisfied with my current position. Service—publicservice—is a higher calling.”
George masks his laughter with a coughing fit, and he reaches over for the glass of water at the place he’d been sitting and takes a few sips from it.
Oooh, I’m going to get spanked for that later, in a good way.
I’ll enjoy every damn second of it, too.
Everything sails right over Darren’s head, because the guy’s truly not that bright when it comes to subtext. He’s older and very literal-minded.
To be fair, he would never in a million years think that George was fucking me, though. “Oh, well, that’s a shame. The partners were really hoping we could convince you to come aboard.”
George snorts into his glass even as he takes another gulp from it.
“Thanks, but my career here is coming along quite nicely. I get to learn the ins and outs of state politics at the feet of a master.” I’m legit shocked George hasn’t choked himself laughing yet. “And both Ms. Blaine and Governor Forrester are slave drivers—in a good way—when it comes to expecting results,” I add. “They push all of our staff to be the best they can. We’re a well-lubed machine. I’m not about to screw with that perfect dynamic.”
George clears his throat, interrupting me before I can pun myself out. “We hate to run, Darren, but we need to get back to the office. I’ve got phone calls to make. Sorry, but you can’t steal my deputy chief of staff from me today.”
“Yes, so am I,” Darren says. “Sorry, that is. Well, can’t blame a man for trying.”
George shakes with him. “No hard feelings, but my staff is loyal to me.”
We let Darren head out first. When the door swings shut behind him, it leaves only the two of us standing there.
“I’m going to spank you for that later,” George whispers. “Then I’m going to reward you.”
I’m all wide-eyed innocence. “You mean the spankingisn’ta reward, Sir?”
I grin as he laughs and reaches out for a fist bump from me, which I return. We head for the door. “Well-lubed machine,” he says. “Jesus, wait’ll I tell Case that one.”
My own smile widens. “Maybe she’ll beat me, too.”
“If you’re lucky.”
* * * *
I’m working in my office late that afternoon when I sense a presence in my doorway. I look up to see Casey leaning against my door frame. She’s smirking, arms crossed over her chest.
“Yes, Ma’am?” I don’t know who else is still in the office or within earshot.
She steps inside and closes the door behind her, leaning against it. “You serve at the pleasure of the governor,hmm?”
Grinning, I lean back in my chair, my hands laced together on top of my head. “Our staff is awell-lubed machine, what can I say?”
She laughs, shaking her head as she walks over to my desk. “George said he damn near choked to death on his water.”
“He did.”
Her smile fades and she drops her voice. “You realize how much that meant to him, right? That was some serious paper Darren waved in your face. You sure you don’t want to reconsider? Even I wouldn’t blame you if you jumped.”
