Hitched (Hitched #1)(32)

I take a sip of the soda I brought before speaking. "That's… so sad. I can't imagine what she and her parents must be going through. And to know that another child has to die to save her… "

"That's the hardest part of my job," he says.

"I couldn't do it. I couldn't have a job where life and death rested in my hands like that. It's amazing anyone can. You're a modern day hero," I tell him.

"I'm not the hero; those kids are."

My heart melts.

He picks up a napkin and brushes a crumb off my lip, then smiles. "How's your day going? Any new clients?"

"The schedule is looking good," I say, pleased that he's taking an interest in my work. "I'm still waiting to hear back about doing the party for Melton. That would make our career."

"I can't believe he called you. That's incredible. I'm so proud of you, either way."

"Technically, it was his assistant," I say. "But thanks. I'm pretty stoked. I have a good feeling about it."

We finish our sandwiches, and as I clear the trash off his desk, he comes up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist, pressing himself into me. "I'm really glad you came to surprise me today."

I twist in his arms to face him, my ass pressed against the edge of his desk. "I'm really glad I came too."

"I've missed the feel of you," he says, running his hand over my thigh as my skirt inches up higher.

"You're feeling me now," I remind him, my hands exploring his muscles.

"Not enough of you. I want to be inside of you. Do you want my cock inside of you, Kacie?" His hand slips between my legs, and he's rubbing my clit through my panties, so obviously my answer is a resounding yes.

With enthusiasm he pulls my panties down, and I kick them off. With my skirt now pushed to my waist, Sebastian unzips his own pants, spreads me and shoves his hard cock into me.

The sex is frantic, fast, intense as he frees my breasts and plays with them while pounding me. The carnal nature of this, in his office no less, makes me wet and desperate for more.

In this position, as my ass is pushed against the desk that I'm half sitting on, his pelvic bone rubs against my clit while he's f*cking me, making my orgasm come quickly, deeply, shaking my whole body until I'm breathless. He holds me up, his arms around me, hands on my hips, as he keeps up the pace. His abs clench, muscles tensing as an orgasm rips through him.

He's moaning my name into my hair when the door behind us opens, and a woman speaks.

"Really, Sebastian? Is it bring-your-slut-to-work day?"

I'm too shocked to speak. As Sebastian pulls out of me and zips himself back up before turning to face what can only be his bitchy ex-fiancée, I find the presence of mind to close my legs, even if my panties are conspicuously on the floor in front of us.

When my brain finally starts working again, I wonder what the hell is she doing here?

Then I look at her closely. She's wearing a white jacket with a hospital ID. So she's a doctor.

Fuck me.

My stomach sinks to the floor, and I feel like I'm going to be sick. He still works with her? He sees her everyday? And he didn't mention this to me?

"You might try knocking," he growls at her. "This isn't your office."

"I didn't realize I'd be walking in on a sex show," she says, clearly not sorry.

"It's not your business. And you owe my wife an apology."

She looks aghast. I'm guessing she's done her best to put our nuptials out of her mind. "I refuse to apologize to your sex toy. You and I both know this is nothing but a drunken mistake that won't last. You deserve better than the likes of her."

I'm about to push myself past Sebastian and bitch-slap her, when he pulls me against him. "Get out, Celene."

She tosses a file on the desk next to where my naked ass just was. "That's the file you wanted on Shannon. You're welcome."

She storms out, and I'm still shaking.

Sebastian looks at me, his face in a frown. "I'm so sorry. She had no right to speak to you that way."

"Why didn't you tell me she works here with you?"

I pull out of his grasp and grab my underwear, slipping them on under my skirt.

"It's not important. She's not important. We're just colleagues. Nothing more."

I nod, but I'm hurt and not ready to deal with this right now. "I have to go, and you probably have work to do."

I'm at the door when he catches my hand. "I'm truly sorry. Please forgive me."

"There's nothing to forgive." I let him kiss me, then I leave.

I'm nearly out of the hospital, and I'm doing a damn good job holding in all the emotions flooding me, when the bitch sees me and walks briskly over to me. I can keep walking, but she'll probably use her demon powers to catch me.

Instead, I stop, waiting for her, mildly curious as to what she might have to say.

Her first words surprise me.

"I'm sorry. What I said was uncalled for. It's hard seeing him with someone else."

I almost feel sorry for her, until I remember why they're not together anymore. "I'm sure that's how he felt when you cheated on him."