“I’d settle for you buying me breakfast. Would you hurry the fuck up? I’m starving.”
I grin as I grab my things and we head out. Leaving the office, I watch Ambrose tip an imaginary hat to Amelia as he passes, his eyes lingering on her as he waits for me.
Ambrose and I have a rich history, including a few dalliances where we’ve shared women in the past. But I’m not keen on the idea with Amelia, and that thought confuses me.
She’s an escort, not my girlfriend. Why the hell wouldn’t I want to have some fun with an old friend? But as Ambrose leaves the room, I’m relieved to see him walking away from her.
“Have a good day,” she says as I pass.
I nod, getting my head in the game, knowing I have a long day of negotiations before me.
And what a way to begin it.
I feel more relaxed than I have in weeks.
Chapter 11
Amelia
After I leave Lucas’s office and power on my computer, I have several emails from Kaitlin waiting for me. I sift through them while drinking my latte. It’s one of the best cups of coffee I’ve ever had.
Julia sends me the minutes she needs me to write up, and I change them, updating her corporate slang into something more like English. I’m not familiar with all the initials of the people used and who is speaking to whom, but I highlight anything I’m unsure about.
I receive a heart emoji in response and a ‘thank you’ in capitals, and smile to myself. I actually feel like I’m making a difference to their daily tasks.
Taking a break, I head to the kitchen for another coffee, lingering over it as I listen to the rumble of voices on the other side of the partition.
My mind is still in Crawford’s office, and what we did today.
I enjoyed myself this morning. I didn’t expect to; in fact, after yesterday, I had thought having sex might be uncomfortable for a long time. Iwaspretty sore when I first lowered myself onto him, but the pain was much less jarring than yesterday. Oncehe was fully inside me, I was able to feel the pleasure moving through me for the first time.
My fingers tighten on the cup.And coming while he was inside me was hotter than anything I could have imagined.
I blush as I remove the spoon from the cup and pick up the creamer.
Behind me, Kaitlin hurries in. She hasn’t noticed me, glaring at her phone and rubbing her forehead as we almost collide.
“Oh my God, sorry Amelia,” she says as she leaps back in surprise. “I didn’t see you.”
“That’s okay, everything alright?”
Kaitlin glances once more at her phone before putting it in her pocket. “Yeah. Just family stuff. My little boy’s been sick, and the doctor keeps cancelling his appointments.”
A wave of sympathy rushes through me as I look at her. There are bags beneath her eyes, and her lipstick has faded on her lower lip where her teeth have been worrying at it.
“I’m sorry to hear that. How old is he?” I say.
“He’s three,” she smiles ruefully. “I know I don’t look old enough to have a kid. I get carded everywhere I go.”
I laugh. “Me too, we should probably enjoy it while it lasts. You want me to make you a coffee?”
“No, that’s alright.”
“Is there anything else I can help with?”
She hesitates, one hand on the kitchen cabinet as she glances at the door behind me.
“Uh, well, if you could deal with the paper order, that would be great. Although it’s a big one this month,” she shakes her head. “Actually, don’t worry, it’s not fair to ask you to do it when you’ve only just started. It took me weeks to get the hang of it.”
