not as important as saving the world, but maybe, just maybe, if I didn’t clean up that break room, and have the coffee pot ready, that person wouldn’t have had the caffeine kick they needed to save the world?”
“You know what, Parker? I like the way you think, and I have a really good feeling about you. We don’t exactly save the world or anything like that. It’s an office full of people who manage other businesses money, but hey, that cup of coffee could save them from a really expensive mistake.” He sits up straight, a smile spreading across his face.
“Thank you.”
“So, I guess it’s a done deal, then. The job is yours if you’d like it.”
“I’ll take it.” I have a big grin on my face, like I just closed a huge deal.
“So, maybe you could come back tomorrow around 11:30am, fill out some paperwork. I can show you around and get you started. Or if you need a little time, we could start next week? These guys can continue to try and clean up after themselves for another week.”
“Nope, tomorrow is great. I’ll be here!”
“Sounds great, let me walk you out.” He leads us back into the reception area.
“Mindy, this is Parker, she’ll be starting tomorrow. When she gets here just let me know.” As he starts to walk away, he calls out, “Casual dress. Jeans are fine.”
I’m more than thrilled, and I have a little more of a pep to my step as I make my way home. I can’t wait to tell Rig that I found a job. His car is in the driveway, so I burst in the front door, calling out his name.
“Rig, where are you? Rig, you home?” I say closing the door behind me.
He walks into the kitchen. “Hey, what’s going on?”
“You’re never going to believe it: I got a job!” I’m practically bouncing on my tiptoes. “I start tomorrow. It seems like a really cool place.”
“Congrats! Tell me about it.” He hops up on the counter.
“Well, it’s nothing big, but I got hired to clean this office building, Monday through Friday. Plus, there’s room for growth, and they hire within the company. So who knows, I might just be doing something else next year, if I can prove to them I can do more.”
“That’s really great, Parker. I’m sure in no time you’ll be running the company. You have a way with getting where you want to be, and you’ve proven it time and time again. I’m so happy for you. Let’s celebrate with a nice dinner, made by yours truly,” he says, wiggling his eyebrow at me.
He hops off the counter and wraps his arms around me, sending an electrical rush wildly down my body. Who knew that just a hug could bring up so many feelings?
This is how I always want to feel. Sadly, we have fallen in to a pattern, not a horrible one, but a comfortable one, like an old married couple that is on auto-pilot. We are both avoiding feelings, acting like they don’t exist, as if it’s wrong to be heavily attracted to one another.
I miss the surprise of not knowing what is going to happen. Being forced into this arrangement is, at times, hard to deal with. I love the fact that I’m comfortable with him, but hate the fact that it’s so comfortable that the spark is dimmed.
I search his face. His eye glints, telling me he still feels the same way. Pushing my hands under his shirt, I let the warmth of his skin envelope me, while I run my hands up and down his back. He lifts me onto the counter, his body between my legs. He lowers his head, pressing his lips to mine while his fingers fumble with the buttons on my shirt. He tosses the shirt to the floor, his lips making their way down my neck, pausing once he reaches my breasts. He unclasps my bra and pulls the straps down my arms. My bra falls to the floor, leaving me bare. I lean my head back and rest it on the cabinet above. My eyes close, just taking in how amazing it feels to be caressed. Each touch and kiss intensifies, building slowly like the pressure in a volcano.
He gently palms both breasts and presses his hard body between my thighs. That only helps to fuel the want coursing through my body. I snatch the hem of his shirt, lifting it over his head. I