“I’ll do my usual too,” Tina butts in.
“I’m not sure what that is,” Wilder says.
“A six-ounce filet mignon,” she says proudly.
“Two burgers with cheese and fries,” Wilder says. “Extra pickles.”
“One check or two?” she asks.
“Two, please,” Wilder says simply. The server nods and walks away.
“Talk to Arden?” Wilder asks me.
“Who is Arden?” Tina asks.
“His sister,” I say. “Yes. Apparently, she and my parents are at my apartment packing.”
“At least you don’t have to pack,” Wilder grins.
“Mhmm,” I laugh. “I knew she was up to something. I’m sure she will be at your house when we get there.”
“You’ve been to his house?” Tina asks.
“She’s moving in with me,” Wilder says.
“What?! Why?”
“Because she is a personal assistant, Tina. I would need her outside of the office too.”
“I have offered before to help,” she frowns. “Did you really just hire your sister’s frumpy friend to be your shadow?”
“I’m a well paid frumpy friend,” I shrug.
“Can you at least pretend to not be a vile cunt?” Wilder snaps. “The only reason you still work for me is because I can’t fire you. In six months, your contract will not be renewed. In the meantime, Macie will start slowly taking over the position. I will train her and you will do what you are told. If you can’t handle that, you are free to leave before your contract term is expired. I will even pay the severance pay just to get you out of my fucking life.”
“Hmm. I think I’ll stay,” she says as the server brings our water over.
“Naturally,” Wilder says with a hostile tone. “Understand, if you put your hands on me again, you are in violation of company policy, as the only exception to the no fraternization policy is marriage. I’d rather kill myself than be involved with you again.”
“Funny, because last time I had your cock down my throat, you still came. In fact, you seemed to be particularly fond of fucking me in that office.”
“It must be a lonely life to live so desperately,” I remark, sipping my water.
“Must be a lonely life to watch him fuck every other woman but you,” she snaps back. “Think maybe that’s for a reason?”
“Really?” Wilder deadpans.
“Oh, but you didn’t deny it,” she smiles. “When you need to come, you know who to call.”
“It won’t be you,” I scoff.
“Oh, because it will be you? Please,” she laughs. “As if you could handle him.”
“Aren’t you dying to know what he would do to me?” I say as I let my anger get the best of me. “Or can your tiny skank brain not comprehend anything but using others for personal gain?”
“He may not want to date me, but I’m the best fuck he will ever have. So, remember every time you are in that office, he’s fucked me raw all over that room,” she sneers.
“I thought it smelled a little fishy in there,” I say and Wilder practically chokes on his water, laughing. He says nothing to defend her and wraps his arm around my shoulder to squeeze me in a hug.