"Being unable to sit comfortably isn't a viable excuse to come in late to work." He was following me around the office trying to figure out why I'd missed the first half of the day, and so far I hadn't been indulging him.
"I told you already, I wasn't fucking feelin' well. You got a problem with that excuse, ask Molly."
He stopped me. "What the hell is wrong with you? Was last night not sufficient?"
"Fuck off," I responded with an eyeroll and trying to walk away.
His fingers wrapped around my upper arm and he jerked me back towards him. "You're about to end up bare-assed over the desk again if this attitude doesn't stop." His voice was low and threatening, creases in his forehead showing how serious he actually was.
"Whatever, can I just get to work now?"
"Any progress on Winters?"
I groaned again and pushed him off me. "When there's progress, you'll know."
He didn't follow this time, allowing me to go to the conference room. The door slammed behind me and I leaned back, grabbing the vape pen out of my bag. Molly wouldn't prescribe this unless she truly believed I'd benefit, so I took a couple of hits, almost instantly feeling the stress melt away.
In a haze I plugged in my computer and booted it up, working on some of the other cases to distract myself, though it didn't really work. As I stalked a hedgefund manager's cheating wife, I was thinking about Chloe and how I'd be able to prove it's her. So far I didn't have any hard evidence.
When I finished up a bit of work and the sun was setting, I went to find Chloe. She was seated at her desk cringing, a tall figure in front of her flailing his hands in anger. She was speaking to him calmly, but he kept insisting.
"What's the problem?" I asked firmly, getting a good look at Mr. Winters, someone definitely cringe-worthy.
"This little girl is refusing to let me speak with Mr. Specter."
"As I told you, sir, Mr. Specter is in an important meeting that cannot be interrupted."
He slammed his hand on the desk making her jump. "Goddammit!"
"Hey!" I nearly shouted. "Back off, old man. She said he's busy. Either leave a message or get the fuck out."
Mr. Winters looked from me to her then back to me again. "I'm going to tell Mr. Specter about this, and both of you will pay!" Then turned and walked away.
Chloe breathed a sigh of relief. "Thanks."
'No prob." Then I took the pen out shamelessly and took a hit.
"What are you doing?!"
"Oh, my bad, how rude of me." Then I offered her a hit.
She giggled — clearly that's not what she'd meant — but looked around and accepted a hit anyway, also relaxing afterwards.
"That man's a class A douche. How's he allowed to exist?"
"Right," Chloe said, going back to typing away on the computer. She still looked so uncomfortable.
I didn't really know what else to say to her, feeling bad that I knew her secret and wishing I could take it back. How would I be able to turn in the person who'd literally saved my life? "We should do a scene together with Izaak."
The typing stopped and she glanced up at me. "Um, sure, whenever you'd like."
"Tonight?"
"Seriously? Aren't you still sore from last night?"
I shrugged. "It'll just be a roleplay scene so he wouldn't have to spank hard or anything. Just the way he asserts his dominance is so sexy." I licked my lips remembering how easily he restrained me. "I've never been spanked by a guy so tall and strong."
Chloe laughed. "Okay, but um, how about tomorrow, I've got plans tonight — maybe ask Izaak too?"
Grinning, I looked for our group chat and found Izaak's number, sending him a private message. "Scene tomorrow, me you and clo?"
x-x-x-x
Instead of going straight home, I decided to detour and follow Chloe to see where she was going. I kept a safe distance as she entered the train station, following her down to an uptown train, staying on until we were midtown near Central Park. The area looked familiar as I followed her, immediately recognizing the office that she walked into. But just to confirm, I did a quick search on my phone — Toby's office address.
So Toby knows?!
I wondered how close she was to Toby, but I had seen an interesting chemistry the night before. Toby was too ethical to perform therapy on a friend, so maybe they were just meeting up to secretly go out on a date. That seemed more probable. But I waited outside on a bench across the street for a solid hour before seeing them emerge. How I wished I had a bug planted on them so I could've heard their conversation!
Judging by their body language, they hadn't just had sex. They weren't touching each other enough. There was no kissing, or even really flirting. It seemed very dry, maybe they were subtly crushing on each other, but definitely that had been more of a business meeting than pleasure.
My phone buzzed in my pocket and I glanced down to see that Izaak had messaged me again. Since my request for a meeting, we'd been discussing the our scene, expectations, limits, etc.
You will play the role of a teenage girl who was a bad influence on my little sister.
Something gave me the feeling that this roleplay would feel too real.
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