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walked back in
Warren’s office while I cleaned my desk. If I stayed this cubicle would bring
fond memories. Tomorrow would tell if I remained working here or not.

Chapter 4

 
    Mission accomplished.

 
    I typed on my screen to Bouncy_loudmouth . The curser blinked. I could feel the
astonishment from the other side of the chat room. Confession time would be the
best part of my day, and I couldn’t wait to tell my message-mate.

 
    You’re serious? Bouncy replied

 
    They don’t call me Fabulous for no reason.

 
    Setting my purse in the lower
cabinet of the desk drawer and setting my coat around the back of my chair, I sat
back down, preparing for the optimistic outcome of working here for a few more
years. If I was lucky, I’d get Ellis alone again.

 
    You slept with your boss?

 
    Yep.

 
    I “Alt-tabbed” over to email. Mentally,
I gave myself a high-five. Bouncy would need a moment to process. A triple dog
dare wasn’t something to flash around like a flag. It was a badge of honor and
a privilege to be this bold. Sure there were dares I didn’t take but if it
didn’t involve getting me killed, yeah, I’d do it. Life was more interesting
that way.
    Today would certainly prove
exciting. I walked into work prepared for anything. Not Warren or Ellis would
change my mind. I either stayed as an assistant or I went back to the filing
room. Though if my boss would trust me to help him I’d be in a better place
financially. The pay raise was helping with my student loans.
    Fellow co-workers clacked away
at their keyboards, phones rang, the stiff smell of computers and electricity
mingled with carpet walls. I set my nose against the desk where I’d been
toughly satisfied last night. Yeah, I was weird, but the smell of sex was
irresistible. Ellis smelled like manly musk and spice. I hoped he’d be cool
after our rendezvous, but I’d make sure he understood my one
track mind—towards a bakery. There was no time for boyfriends. Casual, sure. Full-time, not so much.
    I checked my email. No messages
saying I was fired. Always a plus. I never really knew
with Warren. Rumors of his brusque manner and gruff conversation skills had
most the office jumping with nerves when he ordained to come out of his office.
    I hit “Alt-tab” and received my
answer for taking the dare. The one asking if he was a girl
or guy.

 
    I’m a man.

 
    Oh, surprise, surprise. Bouncy
was a guy? Interesting.
    I went back to email. Ellis
left me a message. The Subject title was, I
talked to War . I held my breath and clicked open. Blah, blah, blah… I talked to War and looks like you’ll be
staying on. Yes! Sleeping with the boss had its perks! I clicked over to
the chat room, ready to sign off.

 
    Fabulous, are you a real red head?

 
    My handle was fabulous_redhead and of course my hair color was real. One-hundred percent.

 
    The office went quiet all of a
sudden and I instinctively “alt-tabbed”. I turned to investigate the reticence.
Warren loomed in my cubicle opening, scaring a yelp out of me. “Oh my god.” I
placed a hand on my chest.
    “My office. Now,” he barked,
then turned around and left.
    Shit. He sounded pissed. Was it
because I was chatting online? I grabbed a pen and notepad and scurried after
him. Did Ellis talk to him? Was he mad that I wasn’t going to the accounting
department like he wanted? Was I fired?
    I rushed into his office and
Warren shut the door after me. His stern command persisted as he sat down in
his high-back chair. The spacious office dwarfed his black and steel modern
desk. It was as wide and long as any executive desk only bigger and longer.
Maybe he was compensating. If he was built like his
brother he wouldn’t have to. Or perhaps Ellis received all the girth and length in the family. I snickered at my innuendo and sat across his
desk in the sleek metal seat.
    Warren looked at me through his
eyebrows with his hands folded, hiding his mouth. The usual