"Are we all good for the expo tomorrow?" I ask Cassandra as she sits in the chair at my desk.
It’s been just over a month since we started seeing each other, but we’re not quite ready to tell anybody about it just yet. We decided that once we get back from the bridal expo, we’ll tell our families.
I’m too wrapped up in our little bubble to care.
"We’re all set. I have photos, brochures, lists of suppliers we use, food and wine options, posters, and signage. Tables are provided, so we just need to supply as much information as we can about what services we’re able to offer for future couples."
I wouldn’t usually go to anything like this, but because the barn space at Wingrove Estates is a relatively new addition, it could use the exposure.
Plus, I couldn’t let Cassandra go to California and stay in a big hotel bed all by herself.
She would miss me too much.
Okay, I would miss her.
Potayto, potahto.
Hearing a knock at my office door, she cuts our conversation short, saying, "I will meet you at the airport at six this evening, Mr. Wingrove."
She sticks to keeping our interactions as professional as possible whenever anyone else is around. The only people who know about us are Jenna, Robbie, and Bea, and we intend to keep it that way.
I’m just happy to spend some time alone with her, away from Mrs. Bishop’s prying eyes and her gossip train.
My colleague, Simon, cuts right to the chase at our meeting.
I’m trying to focus, but my phone beeps five times on my desk, making it really difficult to do so.
"Someone’s popular," he says, raising a brow while my eyes glance at my lit-up phone screen.
"Sorry about that. What were you saying?" I ask, flipping my phone face down, but it beeps two more times.
"You should get that. It could be important," he insists.
Seven text messages from Cassandra, and panic overwhelms me... until I read the messages.
Herring: Can’t wait
Herring:To be in Cali
Herring:Curled up next to you
Herring: Naked
Herring:While stroking your thick, hard cock
Herring:Before I taste you
Herring:Wow, what just happened? I blacked out and when I came to, I was daydreaming about…never mind. What I meant was, pick me up at six. See you later ;)
I’ve gone from panic, to relief, to discomfort with a raging hard-on while my employee sits in the chair across from me, to super fucking horny and ready to fuck my girl into oblivion, all in the span of a millisecond.
She did it knowing I was in a meeting.
Making a mental note to give her payback, I turn all of my attention to Simon for the last hour of my work day.
I arrive at Cassandra’s apartment a little earlier than I told her I would be, but she left me so riled up during my meeting, I couldn’t stay away any longer.
"Coming," I hear her breathy voice say from behind the door.
