“I know.”she murmured and cleared her throat as she straightened her posture. Things were definitively getting way too tense between the two of them and she prayed on the inside they’d get out of here right now because it was getting too difficult to not jump at him and kiss him. And as he said the word bathroom, Jolene inhaled deeply through her nose and downed the rest of her drink from the glass before walking over to him and placed the glass onto the surface next to them. “There is a VIP bathroom on the first floor, at the end of the corridor on the left. Wait for two minutes and then follow after me.”Jolene hummed as she met his gaze and then pushed a few of the loose strands of blonde hair back as she began her walk upstairs, holding onto the skirts of her dress as she stepped on the steps, and making sure not to bump into anyone that might hold her back to talk. Before she knew it, she reached the large door and got inside, made sure the two stalls in there were empty and then waited for him, hands resting on the edges of the sink as she took in her reflection, pleased with how she looks and got excited just from the thought of him ruining her right here right now.

Hunter simply nodded, allowing Jolene to leave as he knew any further delay would mean he’d be too tempted to lay his hands on her and he’d never be able to let go. Obediently waiting as he was told, Hunter avoided eye contact with anyone in his vicinity to make sure that he wouldn’t be delayed in his mission to get to Jolene without anyone raising any questions. Finishing up his drink in a long gulp, Hunter straightened up his suit and finally made his way up the stairs following the route which Jolene instructed as he kept his movements swift yet relaxed as to not raise any questions. As he reached the bathroom, Hunter confidently pushed the door open despite the fact butterflies were already swirling like a tornado deep inside him. Setting his eyes on Jolene, he locked the door behind him knowing she would have already been smart enough to check the stalls and he instantly smiled at the stunning blonde. “Come here.” His voice had already dropped an octave in his need for her. 

The blonde had managed to pack her laptop into its case and gather her empty luhch container before she heard her phone vibrate. Glancing down at the illuminated screen, she felt all of a sudden nervous seeing Kent’s name on it. It was such a speedy reply Addison was sure it would be a generic auto reply or a message from an assistant of his. Opening it so she didn’t have excessive emails unread in the morning, Addison was surprised to see it was signed off by the man himself. She quickly replied so as not to be rude:

‘Mr Whitehall,

I would be more than happy to meet with you again should you want to discuss Janelle and her situation in greater detail. My available is flexible and I am happy to meet whenever you are next able.

Again, please find attached my contact information for after hours, I am regrettably leaving the office now but will keep an eye on both emails should you need me.

Regards,

Addison’

Kent felt himself frown at Addison’s reply. Of course she was undoubtedly professional which he admired about her, but he realised fairly quickly that his intentions had either been misunderstood or she was politely trying to reject him by sticking to her original assignment of setting her boss up with Kent. Since their meeting, he hadn’t been able to get Addison out of his head and he quickly realised that it wasn’t Addison’s boss who he was interested in. Kent was tempted to call Addison on the number left in her contact information, but as he checked his watch he respected the fact that not everyone worked such long hours as himself. Instead he decided to reply to her email, not expecting a reply until the blonde was next at work. 

Ms Anderson,

If I may be so bold, I know your original assignment was to interview me on behalf of your boss - but how would you feel meeting me not on behalf of your manager?

Also, please call me Kent 

Best wishes

Sat on the edge of the bed with nervous fingers clasped against the mattress Ella swore she could hear every set of footsteps that passed in the hall, each one causing her to hold her breath until they’d drift off beyond the door. She had no reason to question Hunter, she knew she should’ve been more confident in what she meant to him, especially now, but as each minute seemed to tick by slower than the last; the woman couldn’t help starting to doubt herself as her mind raced with all the reasons he might’ve been convinced to stay… Until the door opened and he uttered the words that made her feel like she could take a full breath again, “Don’t toy with me, Hunter.. you have no idea how badly i’ve wanted to hear those words…” Ella spoke with a hopeful gaze set his way, “Come here..”

Valeria wasn’t exactly fond of the circumstances. She needed a divorce, so she and her current boyfriend could get married. Valeria had spent the last few years in New York, carving out a successful career as a model. She and Parker got married when she was very young, never really comprehending the commitment they were in. “Aw, it’s nice to see you too.” Valeria rolled her eyes under her sunglasses, before slipping them off and placing them over her head. “How are you?” They may have been separated for a long time, but that didn’t mean that Valeria wasn’t curios to how he was getting on. 

Absinthe knew she shouldn’t be encouraging this, that she should’ve shut him down then and there. And yet, she wanted to encourage him, to see if he meant what he said. At the question she laughed softly, “Okay, maybe I just wanted it, no might involved. As for it changing… Only if you consider wanting it more as changing…”

Alegria and Mark had broken up. The fight they had had after he found out about her and Zachary was relationship ending. It mostly because of how Mark had treated Zachary. She didn’t like the fact that she hadn’t talked to Zachary in a while. She made her way over to his place and knocked on the door. Once he opened the door, she slightly smiled, “Hi.” She said back to him, “He and I broke up after he came back from here.” She told him, “I wanted to come by and check on you.” 

Stella gasped as she felt him respond just how she expected, his hand squeezing her breast. Moans tumbled off her lips, indicating she was growing closer to her release with every movement of her hips. She hoped, she wished that she was the only one who could do this to him. Her eyes popped open as she gripped onto his shoulders. Her rocking picked up pace as she searched for that friction that would send her over the edge. It wasn’t long before her back was arching and pleasure was rolling through her body, every nerve tingling. “Oh my god–Theo,” she breathed as she moaned loudly, feeling herself come undone around him.   

Emma stood in the doorway, tears streaming down her cheeks as he opened the door. A sob burst out of her at the sight of his injuries. She took a few steps closer to the man, reaching up to cup his face in her hands. “I kicked him out,” she whispered, looking at all of the harm that had come to him because of her. “I’m so sorry. I’m so, so sorry, I should have left him a long time ago.”

“Is work stuff worth talking through?” She asked, “Or are we going to let it go with the rain comes?” Addison’s mother had been a bit of a hippy before her death and there were certain things the blonde had been brought up with that she still believed. She heard the smack of the rain on the roof before feeling a small drizzle on her leg and it made Addison smile widely, “the smell of the rain woke me,” she assured him, “I didn’t wake you when I got up?”

“So you still have your sidekick with you?” she said with a small chuckle, she remembered all the jokes and pranks the two would pull together. Cassandra looked into his eyes “busy is good, makes sure that the two of you stay out of trouble” she cleared her throat and nodded her head “it’s completely fine to give me a hug.”