Lola
Okay. I will look out for it in the morning.
Me
Get some sleep. Sorryto bug you.
Lola
No problem.
This time, I put my phone down and turn it off, and then I close the window and make sure no one but me can access it. I won't be leaving my laptop tomorrow. This thing is pretty much always with me, but I'm not about to risk it.
I take another deep swallow and put down the bottle, then lie down, breathing out in relief.
I think she bought it.
More than that, I think that was the most open conversation we have had. Well, the end part, where some mild banter crept in. Probably, she thinks I'm insane, but...it went better than it might have.
Suddenly, that truth sinks in.
Sure, it went okay, but everything could have blown up in my face, just like Cade predicted.
I know one thing, though... I need to make sure something like this never happens again.
Chapter Twenty-One
LOLA
"You're back."I force myself not to blush at his arrival.
Enzo is his smooth, sexy, arrogant self, and it is like the texts from last night didn't happen.
But they did.
I have proof.
The texts were sort of awkward and fumbling, and they warmed something inside me. Once I got past the absolute weirdness of them and that first horrifying thought that he was also watching me on some network with Alex.
But that is not why I'm trying not to blush.
It is the fact I used his image to masturbate to.
It is also the fact I fantasized about him and Alex taking me at the same time in the shower.
Really, I should be questioning the appropriateness of the out-of-work-hour texts. But if I do that, then I would have to ask myself why I was masturbating to him in the first place.
And I have to stop using the word masturbating. It is so...confronting.
"I'm back."
Enzo stands at the now closing elevator doors, my heart jumping at the sight of him.
Dear God, he is gorgeous in his gray and black pinstripe, three-piece suit that belongs on the pages of some gentleman's fashion magazine rather than this office.
He slides his satchel from his shoulder and approaches.
"I thought you were in meetings all day." I smile, like it will help the snotty words.
