My Best Friend’s Father Wants me novel Chapter 13

Enora:

My heart was racing in my chest, threatening to burst out.

The knocking came again. The realization that someone was at the door began to dawn on me.

Mr. Wright let go of me and adjusted his tie. I stood up straight and smoothed my skirt. My face was permanently doused with a blush. It wasn’t going to go away any time.

“Miss Lopez, please open the door.”

His voice was so put together and so confident; my face was a mess and every part of me was shaking in fear.

I walked towards the door and picked up the documents that I had left on the floor. My eyes caught the small puddle of Mr. Wright’s juices. They were barely visible against the pale tiles but someone was bound to notice, right?

Fuck! The stress of it was killing me. I had just given my boss a blowjob and now someone was knocking at the door.

“Miss Lopez, you are keeping our guests waiting.”

I was stunned. How was he so calm? Had he done this before and been in this same situation?

I grabbed the documents and got to the door. God, please let this not end badly…

I twisted the door knob and stood aside while the guests came in.

“Mr. Wright, is everything alright? We were knocking for a while.”

He gave a slow nod and smiled.

“Everything is alright, Miss Catherine, but put a call across to the locksmith. I think the lock for the door is jammed and needs to be replaced.”

Miss Catherine, his secretary, pulled out her notepad and made the note immediately while I simply stood in the corner, hoping with every fiber in my being that I was invisible and nobody noticed me.

“I’ll call the locksmithing company right away, Sir. I came here with Mr. John. I know it is urgent but he would like to have a meeting with you. He wanted to ask if you spare a few minutes.”

I looked at Mr. Wright, but he kept his eyes fixed on Miss Catherine and Mr. John, who stood behind her.

“I did want to go and have a quick lunch but I believe I can spare Mr. John a few minutes.”

An enthusiastic Mr. John marched into the room.

“Good afternoon, Mr. Wright. I am so happy for this oppor…”

It happened so fast and my hands flew to my mouth. There was a loud thud and Mr. John was on the floor. He had his hand on the back of his head and he was rubbing it furiously.

I stole a glance at Mr. Wright and he looked back at me.

Miss Catherine was on her knees beside him.

“Mr. John, are you alright?”

I felt my tongue subconsciously run across my lips. His eyes bore into mine and his thumb swiped gently across the corner of my mouth.

“You are a messy eater.”

His lips cracked into a smile and I immediately realized what he was talking about. I pulled away from his gentle grasp and rubbed my mouth roughly while he had a good laugh at my distress.

How long had it been there? Did anyone else see it?

He chuckled at my hysteria and I saw a twinkle in his eyes.

“Mr. John still wants a meeting. Create space on my calendar for him, next week. He should be alright by then.”

I nodded and suddenly felt incompetent. I wish I could pull out a notebook like Miss Catherine's and write down Mr. Wright’s instructions instead of looking at him like a love-struck puppy.

He walked away and I was left alone at the scene of the crime. I closed my eyes and images filled my mind. His deep voice rang in my ears, and the feel of his hands in my hair seemed to spring back to life.

My tongue ran across my lips and I could still taste him: His cock, his juices.

I felt a shiver run down my spine. I couldn’t pull myself together around this man. He had me locked in his charm. He owned every part of me and there was nothing I could do about it.

Come on, Enora. Pull yourself together and make yourself useful. Have you printed out the minutes of the meeting with Mr. Andrew? What about his itinerary?

I shook my head and tried my best to rearrange my thoughts. I had work to do and I could think about my aggressively handsome boss later.