And I’d never let anyone railroad me again because of it.
Unless JoJo wants to railroad me again in his office.
After collecting the work I needed, I headed back to my office. I closed the door behind me and locked it for good measure, then dropped the files on top of my desk. I drew in a few deep breaths, trying to settle my racing mind as heat pooled between my legs.
All I wanted was someone to take control of me, so I didn’t have to think anymore.
“Damn it,” I murmured.
As much as I hated JoJo for what he had put me through, I found myself craving him. He made decisions about me and my body that didn’t require my input, and I loved it. I hated that I loved it, but I also didn’t deny it. It was fucked up in several ways, but as time passed, I felt less dirty about things and more curious about it as a whole.
Did JoJo like having that power over me?
Did he want more, like I did?
Or was there some sort of underlying reason for all of this?
Maggie would know.
I pulled my phone out of my purse and closed the dating app. I scrolled through my contacts and hovered my thumb above my sister’s name. One phone call, that’s all it would take. One phone call with the right set of words to back her into a corner, and I knew she’d sing like a canary.
But, I found myself closing the screen out before setting it on my desk.
If JoJo wanted to talk about what happened between him and Maggie, that was his business. And I had no right to go poking around, especially with something that had happened years ago.
I couldn’t get it out of my mind, though.
I couldn’t stop brainstorming all of the terrible, no good, very bad things Maggie could’ve done to him back in high school.
Then again, I also couldn’t see her being someone to commit those kinds of cardinal sins in the first place.
4
Rebecca
It had beenfour days since Brit had caught us in JoJo’s office, and there hadn’t been a peep out of anyone.
My boss was back to his usual self, Brit had stopped coming by my office to ask me random questions, and no one stared me down the way they had the past few days.
All in all, I had the confidence that things had finally blown over.
Until my desk phone rang.
“TechGiants, Incorporated, this is--.”
JoJo’s voice sounded clipped. “H.R. Now. You and me.”
My heart fell into my stomach. “But, I thought--.”
“Now, Rebecca.”
I didn’t hesitate to get my ass down there. I charged out of my office and took the elevator all the way down to the main floor where H.R. sat, and the entire time I thought about what we had been caught doing.
I hated the way it puckered my nipples against my new red-and-yellow dress.
But more than that, though, I hated that he hadn’t touched me in the same way since. Four days, and we hadn’t so much as talked about what happened. I wanted to know what it meant for us. I wanted to know if we’d have more moments like that in the future.
I wondered if he’d be open to having those kinds of adventures outside of the office.
