wondering if maybe he called in sick, thinking perhaps she should have done that herself. She could try to avoid him and hoped she wouldn’t have to look for a new job.
Tash was complaining the weekend was a bust because she didn’t meet anyone or have any crazy adventures. And she spent a great deal of time focusing on the fact that she still didn’t have a man in her life.
Cher ilyn couldn’t commiserate. Though technically she wasn’t in a relationship, she’d definitely had a wild time in Vegas, but since Marcus was their boss she couldn’t tell Tash anything about it. Her mind went back to Saturday afternoon, when she had collapsed onto Marcus after making love to him. She kissed him then, smiling and looking into his eyes. Moving off him she untied his hands. They moved to the bedroom and lay down on the bed facing each other. Marcus couldn’t stop touching her or take his eyes off her and she felt the same way.
He had a hot tub in his bathroom, so they filled it and got in. The warm water pulsating over their bodies heightening their pleasure as they made love again. This time slower, but equally pleasurable. Remembering it made her shiver. This weekend had been, by far, the most erotic experience she’d ever had.
Cherilyn saw the back of Marcus walking into his office when she arrived at work and her heart skipped a beat. She slunk down into her cubicle, hoping to go unnoticed, and immersed herself in work. All morning though, her ears were alert for his voice.
Later in the morning she regretted drinking so much coffee because that meant she now had to go to the bathroom. She stood up, adjusted her clothing, taking a moment to glance about. Not seeing Marcus anywhere, she figured he must be out of the office. On her way back from the bathroom however, she heard voices talking in the hallway and recognized one of them as Marcus. She stopped at the corner, out of sight, waiting, not wanting to face him.
“Miss Johnson ? Why are you just standing there?” The shrill voice of Edna Daines cut through all other conversations.
Beyond mortified, Cherry cringed, wishing a hole would open up in the floor and swallow her whole.
“You’re not being paid to hold up the wall, you know.” Edna scowled.
“Yes, I know,” Cherilyn said through gritted teeth. Now she was forced to step out and walk back to her cubicle with Marcus knowing that she had been standing there listening. She was so embarrassed, yet when Marcus caught her gaze, his eyes sparkled with understanding. He gave her a small, but sweet smile causing her heart to flutter all the more.
Cher ilyn’s phone buzzed with a text from Marcus and for a moment she wondered how he got the number but realized he’d have access to everyone’s number.
Do you think Edna Daines ever parties in Vegas?
Cherry had to clamp a hand over her mouth after she laughed out loud. She peered around the cubicle and caught his eye.
Her phone buzzed again.
Delete that.
Later Marcus came over and leaned against her cubicle casually. He spoke to her in a low voice. “I would you ask you to lunch, but I’m certain I couldn’t keep my hands off you. Neither of us returning to work would be suspicious don’t you think?”
To hell with the job, Cherry felt like saying.
Marcus leaned in , “meet me tonight?”
“Where?” She was attempting to sound casual although the air felt full of electricity whenever Marcus was close to her.
“Your place?”
“I have a roommate,” she tilted her head towards Tashida, who unfortunately at that moment was entertaining several employees with her impression of a chicken.
Marcus laughed lightly, “ Come to my place. Seven? I’ll text you the directions.”
Around three in the afternoon he texted: Thinking