AMBER P.O.V. –
I was sitting at my desk going through my case notes for court tomorrow, when August came through the door.
“Hey babe.” I looked up at him then back at my paper.
He came over to me, leaned down and put multiple pecks on my lips. He then tried to slyly lead it into a full blown out make-out session.
I turned my head away from him. His lips met my cheek. “August, we are at work.”
“And it’s late. Nobody here.”
“They do have cameras you know.” I took some notes.
“Not in the office.” He sat on the edge of my desk, next to me. His arms folded and his eyes on what I was writing.
I seductively got up in front of him, and he wrapped his arms around my waist.
I got my face within kissing distance of his and said in my sexiest voice, “Is that your fantasy huh?” I kissed his lips.
“Me on this desk.” I kissed his lips again.
“With you on top of me.” I kissed the spot behind his ear.
“Or maybe you want me to use my mouth for another reason.” I bit my bottom lip, and rubbed my hand teasingly against his package, while looking at it.
“If you want this blessing than who am I to stop you baby.” He smirked.
“NOT happening.” I unwrapped his arms from around me and sat back down in my chair.
“Why you playing Amb?”
“Because I’m not having sex with you at my job. Our job. It only works in books and movies. In the real world that’s nasty. Why are you here anyway? I thought since Cha found a job, you only work three days now. And Monday isn’t one.” I wrote down some points I needed to make tomorrow.
“I just needed some extra hours, that’s all.” He got up and removed the garbage under my desk.
“Extra hours?” I looked up at him suspicious.
“Yeah.” He avoided looking at me.
“What do you mean extra hours?” I put my pen down.
“Like I said extra hours. What’s wrong with that?” He said annoyed.
“You back working five days a week now?”
“Yup.” He picked up some paper that fell on the floor.
I gave him a look.
“What?” He shrugged, like stop looking at me.
“What’s going on?”
“Nothing.”
I narrowed my eyes at him. “Are you behind on rent again?”
“No. I told you I just wanted to work extra hours.”
“Why would you go back to the schedule you had, knowing it stressed you out. And knowing you don’t have to since Cha has a job now.”
“Amb, your man is good. You ain’t got to worry about me.”
I stood up. “Yes I do. What is wrong? If you need something baby just ask me.”
“I’m good Amber.”
“Then why are you choosing to work all these hours babe?”
“Graduation is coming up next month and I want to save up for some stuff.”
