His Obsession - Rose Marie Page 0,4
on the floor dictating shit. He, unlike his brother Landen worked on the floor with the team because he likes to keep tabs on everyone. It’s also how I got stuck playing the secretary for him even though I’m overqualified for the job, but my pay was doubled for doing the job so I didn’t complain too much. When I walk past his office, I notice it’s dark with not even his computer on. I must have really grossed him out.
I head to the break room and grab my lunch from Nia, sitting with a heavy sigh. She looks at me biting into the whole wheat turkey sandwich I made her. When we met during the interviewing process, we became fast friends though honestly, we were more like sisters than anything. We just had so much in common. We were both from Texas, she was from Austin and I from Houston. We had the same major in college, pledged the same sorority and we are both the only black girls in the building.
“What's up with you?”
“Ugh, don’t ask. I don’t want to talk about it.” I groan opening the lunch she made me. It’s baked chicken and egg salad and she even made homemade vinaigrette. About a year ago we both promised to do more self-care after failed long-term relationships due to cheating. During that time, we were both in bad places emotionally and decided to change our lives and losing weight was something we both decided was necessary. In that time, being disciplined and holding each other accountable we were able to reach our goals.
One of the ways we were able to do that was never driving to the gym alone. We made it so the other was responsible to pick the other up, alternating driving days and make lunches for each other. That way we are completely obligated to do it because if we didn’t we’d be holding the other person back. It’s an awesome system that has worked for us. In the beginning it was tough but today we are both down ten dress sizes. I want to drop two more to a size fourteen and I’ll stop there. The goal was never to be skinny just more comfortable in our own skin.
“That bad huh? Kinda figured since Thing One and Thing Two were on a call this morning talking about something that happened with you today. I only know because I’m nosy and was ear hustling all up in their conversation. But you know Liam’s ass can whisper low as hell, so I just barely caught your name. I didn't hear much but I did catch the mention of your name, ass and lap, and death.” She looked at me pointedly.
Jesus take the wheel. Now his brother might know? I might as well resign now. I chose to plead the fifth and not to comment. I just eat my food in silence. I can't believe he told his brother I almost killed him with my ass. I mean, I know I got a fat ass but it’s nowhere near big enough to smother him with. Seriously, this is why I have to get up out of here. Channing is a stocky guy with a tall frame, about six foot three inches, with wide shoulders. He can’t weigh no less than two hundred and thirty to fifty pounds.
He’s my type of guy, big enough to pick a bitch like me up and put me in my place but his attitude is stank as hell which is why I never asked him out. I was all for aggressive men, but he wasn’t that… no, Channing was just mean to me for no reason. Though when I first met him, I was ready to risk it all when I seen him move his desk. His strength had me clenching my thighs together because all I could think is if he can move that heavy ass desk like it was paper then the things he’d do to me! I was ready to ask him for some Imax and climax, but he went and opened his mouth and all that nonsense came out.
Nia kept looking at me still waiting for me to say something but I guess she figured my mind was elsewhere and I wasn’t going to spill the beans so being the good friend she is she dropped the subject.
“You don’t have to tell me what happened but don't let that sexy asshole get you down. Tomorrow is your