Her Secret Santa - Miley Maine Page 0,22

now I had Barb asking me a question about it. My brain searched frantically for a lie.

“Oh, my parents bought it for me as a gift for my birthday this year,” I said.

“Ah, that’s nice. It’s beautiful,” she said. “For a moment I thought you had some sugar daddy.”

That remark filled me with rage. Barb probably didn’t mean anything by it, or did she? Was she just saying that she didn’t believe me? Did she think that Tony bought it for me as my Christmas gift? Or just because we were now an item? I wanted to tell everyone and make sure they all understood that Tony and I were together and that it would not affect my work or the job I performed in any way. I would not allow Tony to play favorites with me even if he wanted to, which I doubted.

But I kept my mouth shut. It was kind of fun to keep these secrets. It was nice having something that was just to myself. Whenever I was with the employees and if they said something about Tony that they didn’t like, or about how they all wanted to fuck him six ways from yesterday, I could just play along and keep quiet. When this did come out eventually, they would all be shocked and probably hate me for lying to them. But that could be fun, too. I was not there to make friends. And on the way to doing great things, I was prepared to make some enemies. It was the nature of the beast. That was one of the biggest things that Tony and I had in common. We were both so competitive.

It had been a few weeks since our night together after the Christmas party, and things had been going amazing. The sex was only getting more extreme, which I didn’t know was even possible. Tony had so many different kinky things he liked to play around with and explore and as soon as I thought we’d tried everything, that sexy bastard would think up something else. It was so exciting, like a never-ending wheel of pleasure. I was up for anything and he was, too. Watching that fire in his eyes when he suggested something new to try in bed was so much fun to watch. It turned me on and when we got into it the entire world just stopped.

And afterwards, we would hold each other and talk for hours in bed. We had so much in common, so many things about our lives were so parallel. We had the same values, the same things in life we were both striving for, and I knew I was falling in love with him. I hoped he felt the same about me. I thought he did. But I wasn’t sure.

Tony would go back and forth about his feelings. He was vocal one moment and then a mystery the next. It was a bit frustrating at times to deal with that, but I did my best. And that was exciting, too. The wondering… the wondering if he was really in this for the long haul as I was. That was what kept me going on a day-to-day basis anymore. I woke up each morning with a rush going to get to work, and then when I wasn’t at work, I was with Tony which gave me a rush of a different kind. I felt like I was living in some kind of dream.

“By the way,” Barb said as she came back past my desk with a new cup of coffee. “I loved that pitch you gave in this morning’s meeting. I wasn’t sure if you were going to go for it, Mr. Anson loved it. I think that Tony loved it too. I could see him giving you that special eye of approval. But be careful that eye doesn’t become too attached to you.”

I wanted to thank Barb for her compliment, but the last thing she said stuck with me. “Why? What’s going to happen?”

It was a bit bold of me to ask. I was almost toying with her now, even though I didn’t really mean to. I didn’t want to rub it in her face that I was with Tony, the man that she couldn’t have. But it felt good. I wasn’t sure why, but it somehow made me feel so special. Out of all the beautiful, sexy women that Tony came into contact with every single day, he’d chosen me to