Sweet Love - Mia Kayla Page 0,64

She leaned in and whispered so only Alyssa and I could hear, “There they are.”

I looked over to find Jared and Nina from production just taking their seats at a lunch table.

I leaned in to hear what Casey had to say.

“So”—her eyes teetered from me and Alyssa to Jared and Nina on the other side of the room—“I was getting staples the other day when I found dirty underwear between two file cabinets.”

My face paled, and my heartbeat picked up speed in my chest. There was no way. We’d always been careful. He’d looked for those panties, and they were gone. We’d figured the janitor had thrown them out.

“Did you throw them in the garbage?” I practically squealed.

“Ewww. Nope. I thought someone would find them and toss them, and it wasn’t going to be me.”

“How do you know it was theirs?” Alyssa asked, but her stare was solely on me.

My heart beat raced and I kept my eyes strictly on Casey. “Yeah, how do you know?”

“Well, that’s the thing … I was here late yesterday, and I heard noises in the closet.” Her cheeks flushed pink as she leaned in and lowered her voice even further. “People were having sex.”

“Oh my God.” I purposefully widened my eyes and covered my mouth with one hand because, shit … goodness, we had been so sure no one was in the office.

“I know, right?”

Alyssa said nothing but smiled, not taking her eyes off of me.

“So, I waited and waited, and then they went for another round.”

“How disgusting!” The heat from my face spread all over my body, and I wanted to crawl under the lunch table and die.

“So, I went to my office, grabbed my belongings, and waited by the elevator bank. Well, guess who showed up, hand in hand, waiting for the same elevator?”

“How do you know it was them in the closet?” Alyssa asked.

“Duh! It was, like, nine in the evening. No one was at work or should be at work. I’d only gone back in because I’d forgotten my laptop.” Casey threw the other table a dirty look. “I mean, seriously? Go home and have sex. Why in the office?”

“Because it’s exciting.” Alyssa smirked and tipped her chin my way. “Don’t you think? Sex in the office is more exciting than missionary-style sex in the bedroom.”

I shrugged. “I guess so. I mean, I wouldn’t … know.”

Her eyes narrowed, and she leaned in, both elbows on the table. “Don’t tell me you’ve never had sex in the office.”

She knew! She had to.

Lie like your life depends on it. “No.”

“No?” Her voice turned incredulous. Then, she leaned back in her chair and examined her nails. “Everyone should try it at least once.”

“Maybe, one day,” I said, laughing, “I can be that spontaneous.” I crumpled up my napkin and stuffed it in my lunch bag. “Toodles, ladies. I’ve got computers to fix.” And underwear to look for.

Connor

I lifted my head to Charlie slamming my office door behind her. She bit her lip, rushed to my desk, and planted both palms down, leaning toward me. Her neckline dipped, and immediately, my cock stiffened. Insatiable little bastard.

Her face was filled with concern, and all I was filled with was horny thoughts.

Someone, save my soul.

“Hey, what’s the matter?” I stood and cupped her face, the desk a barrier between us.

Her cheek pressed into my palm, and I loved it.

She let out one long, shallow breath. “Someone found my underwear from over a week ago.” She leaned back and ran both hands through her hair, her eyes going wide. “I mean, we looked for that thing everywhere. She said she found it between two file cabinets. We looked there. We tore that room apart.” Her voice heightened with hysteria.

“Who found them?”

“Casey!”

Well, now, didn’t this complicate things?

I made my way around my desk and pulled her in by her forearms. “It’ll be fine,” I said because Casey knowing I was having sex with Charlie wasn’t the worst thing in the world.

“It won’t be fine. People will know. You will leave, and I want to stay here. I kinda like the people here.”

To her, this had just been a job, a means to an end, and now, she was going to stay permanently. That filled me up with all kinds of happiness.

“Hey …” I pulled her closer, wrapping my arms around her lower back. “You’re shaking.” I rubbed her back as she nestled into me. “Casey doesn’t have any proof that they’re yours, and she’s not one to gossip.”

“You