firm. We should have the signed contract delivered by courier before the end of the day.”
With an obnoxious grin, he stands from the couch, moving toward the built in bar.
“What do you think you’re doing?” I ask.
“Come on, Connor, I did it. The issue at hand has been taken care of and I scored us the deal. Spencer Enterprises is officially ours. I do believe this is a reason to celebrate,” he responds clasping his hands together. “Want your usual?” he questions before turning back to pour himself a drink.
I can’t argue the fact that I’m ecstatic about the news he’s just brought to me; however, it was his error and lack of professional judgment that initially could have cost us the deal.
Walking toward me, he extends his arm out with a glass of amber liquor.
“To fixing my mistakes and learning a valuable lesson,” he remarks and lifts his glass.
I accept the scotch and raise a brow before taking a long sip, allowing the burning sensation to linger and coat the back of my throat.
Placing the glass onto my desk, I give him a firm pat on the back before moving back behind my desk.
“Aren’t you going to say something?” he asks setting his glass next to mine.
Looking up, I meet his gaze and release a heavy sigh. I know damn well my frustrations should not be taken out on him. He doesn’t deserve my hostility; after all, he did restore my faith in him by signing Spencer Enterprises.
“You’re right, Peter. You really came through for me and the firm. But I have to know, how did you rectify the situation?” I ask.
“Yeah, about that,” he says shifting from his left to right foot and running his hands through his hair. “I think you should come with me, it’ll be easier to explain in person.”
A deep laugh pulls from my stomach. I’ve known this man for far too long; I think he’s finally lost his mind.
“Peter, we are in person. What the hell are you talking about?”
Meeting my gaze, he gestures for me to follow him.
“It’s time you meet her, the secret is out and I’m tired of hiding her from the world. We’re meeting for a drink in a half hour downtown. Grab your shit and let’s get out of here before I lose my nerve and change my mind.”
Refusing to argue, I shut down my Mac, grab my briefcase and follow Peter out of my office.
Walking through the doors, the delicious smells of food drift past my nose as my stomach starts to growl. My eyes scan the patrons in search of who the mystery woman may be. Apparently, the one who has captured Peter’s interest is a member of The Club ; if she’s here I would recognize her in a heartbeat. I can only hope that the sub who has stolen his heart is not someone I’ve fucked.
As we near a table, I notice a blonde, her back turned to us. Peter steps forward catching her attention as she stands and faces me. Her intense blue eyes stare back to me, those cherry red lips recognizable anywhere.
“Connor,” she states leaning forward to place a gentle kiss to my cheek.
I look to Peter who now has the biggest grin spread across his face. No words come to mind, I’m left speechless. Never in my wildest imagination would I bring these two together as a pair. My mind is blown…Ashley is Peter’s Domme?
“Are you going to sit?” Peter’s voice calls to me, breaking me from my thoughts.
Looking between the two of them, I nod and take a seat across from Ashley.
“You look as if you’ve seen a ghost, Connor, please say something,” she remarks reaching out to rest her hand onto mine.
“I don’t know what to say,” I laugh. “I spend so much time with the two of you and never put the two of you together.”
She squeezes my hand, reassuring me that everything is okay. I’m not sure if I’ve been so caught up in my world or what, but this arrangement…relationship has me feeling numb. Two of the dearest people in my life found one another, kept their lives such a secret I didn’t even notice it coming.
“We’ve
With an obnoxious grin, he stands from the couch, moving toward the built in bar.
“What do you think you’re doing?” I ask.
“Come on, Connor, I did it. The issue at hand has been taken care of and I scored us the deal. Spencer Enterprises is officially ours. I do believe this is a reason to celebrate,” he responds clasping his hands together. “Want your usual?” he questions before turning back to pour himself a drink.
I can’t argue the fact that I’m ecstatic about the news he’s just brought to me; however, it was his error and lack of professional judgment that initially could have cost us the deal.
Walking toward me, he extends his arm out with a glass of amber liquor.
“To fixing my mistakes and learning a valuable lesson,” he remarks and lifts his glass.
I accept the scotch and raise a brow before taking a long sip, allowing the burning sensation to linger and coat the back of my throat.
Placing the glass onto my desk, I give him a firm pat on the back before moving back behind my desk.
“Aren’t you going to say something?” he asks setting his glass next to mine.
Looking up, I meet his gaze and release a heavy sigh. I know damn well my frustrations should not be taken out on him. He doesn’t deserve my hostility; after all, he did restore my faith in him by signing Spencer Enterprises.
“You’re right, Peter. You really came through for me and the firm. But I have to know, how did you rectify the situation?” I ask.
“Yeah, about that,” he says shifting from his left to right foot and running his hands through his hair. “I think you should come with me, it’ll be easier to explain in person.”
A deep laugh pulls from my stomach. I’ve known this man for far too long; I think he’s finally lost his mind.
“Peter, we are in person. What the hell are you talking about?”
Meeting my gaze, he gestures for me to follow him.
“It’s time you meet her, the secret is out and I’m tired of hiding her from the world. We’re meeting for a drink in a half hour downtown. Grab your shit and let’s get out of here before I lose my nerve and change my mind.”
Refusing to argue, I shut down my Mac, grab my briefcase and follow Peter out of my office.
Walking through the doors, the delicious smells of food drift past my nose as my stomach starts to growl. My eyes scan the patrons in search of who the mystery woman may be. Apparently, the one who has captured Peter’s interest is a member of The Club ; if she’s here I would recognize her in a heartbeat. I can only hope that the sub who has stolen his heart is not someone I’ve fucked.
As we near a table, I notice a blonde, her back turned to us. Peter steps forward catching her attention as she stands and faces me. Her intense blue eyes stare back to me, those cherry red lips recognizable anywhere.
“Connor,” she states leaning forward to place a gentle kiss to my cheek.
I look to Peter who now has the biggest grin spread across his face. No words come to mind, I’m left speechless. Never in my wildest imagination would I bring these two together as a pair. My mind is blown…Ashley is Peter’s Domme?
“Are you going to sit?” Peter’s voice calls to me, breaking me from my thoughts.
Looking between the two of them, I nod and take a seat across from Ashley.
“You look as if you’ve seen a ghost, Connor, please say something,” she remarks reaching out to rest her hand onto mine.
“I don’t know what to say,” I laugh. “I spend so much time with the two of you and never put the two of you together.”
She squeezes my hand, reassuring me that everything is okay. I’m not sure if I’ve been so caught up in my world or what, but this arrangement…relationship has me feeling numb. Two of the dearest people in my life found one another, kept their lives such a secret I didn’t even notice it coming.
“We’ve
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