Trusting You (11 page)

Once the bell rang, signaling it was lunch time, I pulled out my phone and laid it on my desk waiting for Brett’s call. He always called at lunch and he’d never failed to do it right on time. Ever since Brett told me about his mother and gave me that speech about truth and honesty, I’d pretty much lost my appetite. I could barely eat because of the stress. I wasn’t happy with keeping secrets from him, but I was clueless on how to approach it. In addition, over the past week my body wasn’t taking too well with the lack of sleep.

Right on time, my phone rang with Brett’s incoming call. “Hey babe,” I answered cheerfully.

“Hey, what are you doing?” he asked. I could hear car horns in the background so I knew he couldn’t be in his office.

“I was just waiting on your call and getting ready to eat my apple. Are you not at work?”

He sighed, and I could just picture him running his fingers through his dark, brown hair. “No, I’m not. Listen, you need to eat more. I don’t know what you’re doing or what’s wrong, but you’re starting to worry me. In just a week I can tell you’ve lost weight. Is there something going on I should know about?”

Sighing, I laid my head down on my desk. I just wanted to tell him and get it over with, but I couldn’t do it on the phone. Instead, I reassured him, “I’m fine, Brett. I just haven’t had an appetite these days. I promise to eat more later. So where are you headed?”

“I’m going over to my place to pack a bag for a couple of days. I have to go to Seattle for a meeting with a potential client.”

“Wow,” I muttered, amazed. “You’re getting out there, aren’t you?”

Brett laughed. “Yes, I am, but it’s a good thing. So anyway, I was wondering if you could get away for a few minutes right now.”

Groaning, I looked at the clock. I only had twenty minutes left until my next class.

“I can’t, babe. I don’t have time to go all the way to your place and be back before my next class. What time does your flight leave?”

“At five-thirty, but I plan on leaving the office around four,” he remarked, sounding disappointed.

“I tell you what … how about I come to your office right after school lets out. It’ll give me almost an hour with you before you have to leave. That way I can see you before you go,” I suggested.

I could just picture the smile on his face. “I’d love that. There’s a lot we can do in an hour you know,” he said slyly. “Oh yeah, I’ll give Jake in security your name so you can park in the employee parking deck. That way you can come straight up. I’m on the fifty-ninth floor.”

I rolled my eyes and smiled. “Sounds good, babe. Now let me go so I can eat my lunch and get ready for my next class.”

“All right, firecracker, I’ll see you soon. I love you.”

Before hanging up the phone I murmured, “I love you, too. I’ll get there as fast as I can after work.”

My heart ached in my chest because now I was going to have to wait yet another few days before I could come clean to Brett.
Oh, please let me be able to hold out that long.

After school let out at South Point High, my phone buzzed with an incoming text as I was walking to my car.

Daniel:
Can you meet me this afternoon?

Groaning, I texted him back.

Me:
Can’t … I’m busy.

Daniel:
I’m stopping by your house tonight then. We need to talk.

We need to talk?
Yeah … right.

I groaned and griped to myself the whole twenty minutes it took to get to Brett’s office. I was a stubborn woman, but no one could beat the stubbornness level that Daniel had. I just wouldn’t answer the door if he came over.
I’m sure he’ll love that.

When I pulled into the parking deck, the man I assumed was Jake came up to my window, so I rolled it down. He was probably mid-fifties with his salt and pepper cropped hair, and stout with muscle in his security uniform. He looked like he might’ve been ex-military at one point or another.

Leaning into the window, he smiled and greeted me, “I’m assuming you’re Ms. Ashford?”

I nodded. “Yes, sir.

He opened the gate and motioned me past with a wave of his hand. “Then you may proceed young lady.”

I saw Brett’s Jeep up ahead by the elevators, so I parked right next to him and got out of the car. My phone said I had only forty minutes to spend with him, so I rushed up to the elevator and pressed the button for the fifty-ninth floor. I was able to ride the elevator all the way to the top without having to stop. Once the doors opened, I had no clue which way to go so I approached the massive receptionist desk in the center of the giant lounge. The lady behind the desk was probably in her sixties with the sweetest smile of anyone I’d ever seen.

“Why hello there,” she greeted me, standing up. “I remember you from the party a few weeks ago. You’re Melissa, right? I’m Rebecca, Mr. Matthews assistant.” She extended her hand and I shook it firmly. “Mr. Walker told me you were coming.”

Blushing, I grinned and pulled back my hand. “Yes, ma’am. I wanted to see him before he left to go to Seattle, but I have no clue which way his office is,” I explained sheepishly.

“Oh, no problem, sweetheart.” She pointed to the hallway to the left and said, “His office is down that way, last door on the left.”

“Thank you, Rebecca.”

Grinning, she winked at me and sat back down at her desk. “You’re welcome, darling.”

Not wasting any more time, I walked briskly down the hall until I saw the last door on the left. His name was on the outside of the door, but I didn’t know if I should knock or just walk in. I’d never visited him before at work so I had no clue; I decided to knock.

“Come in,” he called out.

Opening the door, I smiled when I stuck my head through the side. “Hey, babe, I made it.” The second I stepped into his office my eyes went wide in wonder as my gaze searched his monstrosity of an office.

“Wow, the view is amazing,” I breathed in awe. I marched over to the window and peered out at what was one of the largest cities in North Carolina with its tall buildings and bustling streets.
Holy crap, his office was amazing.
He even had his own bathroom.

Brett beamed at me and immediately got up from his desk to capture me in his arms. He looked wonderful in his suit with his tie unkempt around his neck; I could tell he’d had a busy morning. Laying my head down on his chest, I breathed in his familiar and warm scent. I sighed when he held me tighter.

“I’m not going to know what to do without you these next couple of days. Why don’t you come with me? Surely, you can find a substitute, right?”

Exasperated, I pulled back and laughed at his teasing smile. “I wish I could go with you, Brett. I’ve gotten so used to you making my coffee in the mornings.
I’m
not going to know what to do without
you
.”

“Is that all you love me for? To make your coffee?” he quipped.

I rolled my eyes and bit my lip. “No, not exactly, but I’m sure you can think of other things I love about you.”

Smiling, he dipped his head lower. “I have some ideas about that, but why don’t you let me show you some of the things I love about
you
.”

Smirking, I glanced around his office and then back to him, knowing exactly what he wanted to do. The problem was that there weren’t many places that would be comfortable, unless we did it on the …

“If you don’t mind my asking, where do you plan on
showing
me how much you love me?” I questioned, raising my brow.

His smile grew wider as he walked back toward the door and locked it. “I’m sure we can come up with something,” he teased. Stalking over to me, I squealed when he picked me up and carried me over to his desk. Setting me down, I was amazed to see that it was uncluttered and completely devoid of any paper whatsoever.

Giggling, I crossed my arms over my chest. “You were planning this weren’t you? No one’s desk is ever this empty, especially someone who works as much as you.”

He chuckled. “It was either clear off my desk or we scatter everything on the floor. I thought I would make it less messy.”

“Good call,” I agreed with a wink of my eye. “But we don’t have much time.”

“No worries, firecracker. That’s why I’m going to fuck you hard and fast,” he promised in his deep, sultry voice.

My breath hitched and my clit tightened as the words left his mouth; it wasn’t going to take me long to get off once he started. Unbuttoning my skirt, he slowly lowered it over my hips and lifted me up so he could slide it the rest of the way down. While he unbuttoned his shirt and pants, I worked on the rest of my clothes, slowly sliding off my silky top and unhooking my bra. After everything was said and done, all I had left on was a pair of thongs, but Brett ripped them off the second he saw them.

“Those were from Victoria’s Secret,” I scolded him playfully. “You’re going to need to start buying me underwear from all the pairs you keep ripping off my body.”

Taking my bottom lip in his mouth, he sucked it hard. “I like you better without them.”

Gripping my thighs with his large hands, he roughly pulled me across the desk so that my legs were spread apart and open for him. His cock was hard and glistening at the tip. I licked my lips, wanting nothing more than to suck that salty drop from the top. Instead, he plunged inside me and took my nipple in his mouth all at one time while grasping my hips in his firm grip. It was a rush of sensations that almost had me screaming his name. Luckily he masked my cries with his mouth, closing it over mine.

Brett pulled back and chuckled. “Are you trying to get us caught?”

“I couldn’t help it,” I breathed. “You’re killing me.”

Grabbing the hair at the nape of my neck, he tangled his fingers in my tresses and pulled, nipping my neck with his teeth. “Same here, firecracker. You’re so wet and closing in around me so tight I don’t think I can hold off.”

Folding my arms around his shoulders, I locked on tighter to his body and thrust my hips along with his. Brett grunted and growled in my ear, “Fuck … Melissa, I’m gonna come if you keep doing that.”

Grinding my hips harder, I tangled my tongue with his while I milked him for all he had, feeling the pulsing in his cock that always signaled the coming of his release. My orgasm came hot and swift at the same time. He dug his fingers into my hips and pumped his own pleasure inside my body until we both collapsed onto the desk.

Leaning his forehead to mine, his breath was ragged against my lips. “Damn, that felt good. How I will ever get enough of you is beyond me.” He pulled out gently and helped me off the desk by taking my hand.

“Let’s just hope it stays that way,” I whispered.
Especially, after I tell you my secret
, I thought.

Pulling on his pants and glaring at me, he asked, “Why wouldn’t it stay that way? I’m going to warn you now, you’re not getting rid of me so easily.”

Half-heartedly, I smiled and nodded. Before I could respond a loud knock came at the door. “Shit,” I hissed, scrambling around to gather my clothes.

Brett clambered around and hastily put his clothes on while I gathered up all of mine and locked myself in the bathroom. “Do you have everything you need in there?” he whispered by the bathroom door.

“Yeah, I got everything,” I said, breathlessly. “I’ll be out in a minute.”

He laughed low. “Okay, baby. That was close, wasn’t it?”

I shook my head and grinned at myself in the mirror. “Yes it was, now answer the door! I’ll be out in just one second.”

Chuckling, I could hear Brett putting papers back on his desk and then the sound of the door opening. A man’s voice spoke out, but both his and Brett’s voice were muffled by the door; it was probably Galen, his boss. Once I washed up and put on my clothes, I straightened my hair by running my fingers through it and opened the door. One thing was for certain … I wasn’t prepared for who I saw.