Page 238 of Mr. Charming

“Okay. Sounds good.”

I nodded.

I went to my room and dried my tears. But once I was in the shower new ones appeared. I felt so betrayed, it was just so hard to stop my heart from constricting at the pain. I knew I wasn’t sure but what else could she have been talking about? I had no idea how they felt about me, and they never said much besides bedroom talk. I had to tell myself that was all it was.

It sounded good and it stayed in my head forever but that’s all it was. It was meant to get me hot and bothered and that was all. I have to find a way to walk in there and break things off. Since they were buying me out anyway, they don’t need my company.

But I need them.

I got out of the shower and dressed in sweats to fit the occasion. I thought maybe I should call? I couldn’t reach for the phone. I was disappointed in them and myself. For being so unprofessional, and fo

r letting them affect me. I knew I was so torn up because of how I felt about them. Hurt was the only thing I felt. I love them, I love them both and it hurts so much to not feel it back.

It was fast and sudden but it was real and it was consuming me. It wasn’t healthy or good for me. I’m sitting here in my bed, unable to move or do anything. It was sad and unfortunate. I was afraid and embarrassed to face them and that’s what was worse. I knew I wasn’t performing as well as I could, and they only saw me as a bedroom puppet. I dutifully played their game but now I need out.

There was nothing I could do but wish I wasn’t in love. Or wish I were loved.

Either way, I lose.

18

Jake

I was starting to realize how serious this thing with Madeline was. That week without hearing from her showed me that. And that night in her apartment was proof enough. I have had my fair share of women before, and it always felt the same. There was nothing different about any of them. They entertained me, and I always came, but there was nothing special about them.

But Madeline…before her it was like I was frozen, and she had thawed me out. Every time I touch her I seem to come alive, and when she touches me it reaches my insides, making me all soft and shit. It had been a few days since then and I could still feel her on me.

I wanted her so bad all the time, I was constantly hard and always picturing her. On my desk, on my chair, on my couch, on me. I want to see her take Logan up the ass as she sucks me off, but I know she isn’t ready for that yet. We knew she would be soon, though. And I was eagerly waiting for that day.

Everything was looking up when I went in to the office. We set up a meeting with the marketing director to make the first stride in her startup, making a full marketing plan that we would actually stick to. Even still, I came into the office looking like one of Logan’s students, but I’m just not about suits. Everyone here knows that.

I was putting files together, all the information we had on it. Madeline was due here any minute and I couldn’t wait to see her. I even smiled at the thought of her before Logan came bursting in my office. And he wasn’t alone.

The smart thing to do is never sleep with your employees, but a few months ago I couldn’t even manage that. Stacy has been our PR director for years, and she does the job well. She is also very, very fuckable. She isn’t beautiful like Madeline, just fuckable with large tits. Anyway, we were in the office late one day and somehow ended up having sex in her office. I told her to never speak of it again, and she didn’t, but she’s often made innuendos to try and get me in her again. It was a mistake the first time, but I knew I was never going to do it again.

“We need to talk.” Logan slams the door behind him and locks it. Well shit.

I stepped around the desk tentatively, unsure of what was going on. I couldn’t read Stacy’s face, her lip job made her have permanently pursed lips, so she always kind of looked annoyed. Plus, those things feel horrible around your dick, it’s like they lose their ability to suction. Looking at her just made me think of Madeline, but not in a comparative way. Madeline was soft, natural, fucking gorgeous. Where the hell was she?

“About?” I had a feeling I would need a drink so I poured a glass of Gin, since it doesn’t smell on your breath and I had a meeting in a few minutes.

“I’m pitching a new business.” Stacy says. She crosses her arms and looks at both of us. Logan shoots me a look that screams annoyed, but I wasn’t sure why.

“What?” I managed to ask.

“Well, since you obviously have the means to throw around money on young startups, I thought you would look at investing in mine.”

“You’re our PR rep. You aren’t supposed to pitch us…I think.” I looked to Logan, and he nodded to tell me that I was correct. We don’t accept pitches from our internal employees, for obvious reasons.

Anything done within the company is subject to a bunch of complicated business laws that I never bothered to really know. I just listen to human resources and don’t leave myself subject to sexual harassment. It’s a wonder I haven’t failed that task. But Stacy knows better than anyone what’s best for the company, and she knows about the meeting we have today. Why would she come and do this now?

“I know that. But you could at least hear me out.”

“Hear you out?” Logan raised his voice. Stacy held up her hands and jutted back in shock, giving him a look that said why on earth are you shouting at me. She always had this entitled aura about her, and it usually goes unnoticed since we don’t see her very much unless there is a new launch. But right now it’s getting under my skin and it made me pour another drink.

“Yes. I think I have a good idea, and if you would just look at it…” Logan cut her off.

“I won’t be looking at anything. Have you even finalized the PR packet for our new startup?” Logan asked her. I wondered what was even up his ass today, usually he isn’t this rude. I’m the asshole in this duo.