I give him a nod, already pulling up the replay on the wall display.
At least he’s in work mode. Lincoln turns away slightly, jaw tight again, like something else is eating him that has nothing to do with the robot.
He's frustrated but I seriously need him to be here. We have less than a month to figure this out. Glancing at him, I hesitate then decide not to push.
After he and Tom discuss for a little while, he remains standing still, miles away in his mind.
Putting a hand on his shoulder, I lend him a smile.
“We'll get it. Don't let the stress eat you. You always find a way to fix it.”
“Yeah,” he replies somberly.
But Lincoln’s eyes stay fixed on the frozen Auralis, arm still raised, holding onto the wrong thing.
Just like he’s been doing for years.
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Chapter 43
Gabrielle's POV
I've gotten along with everyone at Helion since I've been working here. It seems like just a distant memory how nervous I was, but now as I go down to the different levels, people pop up when they see me.
My bones are tired. I miss Morris. With all that happened this morning, I had to leave without him. Walking around with him lying down on my cart, staring up at me, blinking slowly as he falls asleep is something I realize gives me peace. I miss him.
My mind goes to last night.
Last night was crazy.
Fabian is so chill, and the one thing I like about him, aside from everything else, is how upfront he is.
After the dinner, we walked around the city for a while, just enjoying the quietest part of the morning, which was technically still night for us, walking like we had nowhere to go, only for Fabian to stop me and tell me, “I don't want the night to end. Iwant to keep getting to know you, but I know we have to go to work tomorrow. Do you want me to take you home?”
Such a gentleman.
I wanted to stay out a little bit longer. Part of the reason is because I realized my feelings are still very strong for Lincoln, and if I don't check myself, I'm going to end up falling right back into the pit of hell that I crawled out from. People always say to get over someone you got to get under someone else, and that might sound like ho behavior but whoever said that told no lies.
“I want to get to know you too. If you want, I can walk you close to your apartment since you said you live close by,” I had told him.
And so that's what we did, until he invited me up and I took the bait, only for us to end up in his home with my hand on his cock and giving him a handjob.
I don't even properly remember how it happened. I could tell that Fabian was nervous, and the both of us were giggling.
Then I figured why not. Why should I hold out? For who? I wasn't going to sleep with Fabian. Absolutely hell no.
But I enjoy watching a man come.
So, sitting beside him on his sofa, I leaned over to the right and kissed him as I slid my hands underneath his pants to rub his penis, already rigid from the anticipation.
It had a nice decent thickness to it. And in that moment, I absolutely hated myself for comparing it to Lincoln's.
Lincoln'sverygigantic penis.
It turned me on to feel how much Fabian wanted me, but honestly his penis paled in comparison to Lincoln's.
Fabian's dick at its hardest felt like holding the average toothpaste tube. And it was quite a bit shorter in length.
