Page 387 of Hate Mates

“Alright, I’m going to share some information with you, and youmustkeep it to yourself!”

“Cross my heart!”

I told her about the wild and random night of sex Jason had a few nights ago. I didn’t go into details about how his body made me feel, or how much I wanted to jump his bones every chance I could this weekend.

“So now what?” she gasped.

“Now I need to quit and find another job!”

“Are you insane?”

“No, I’m practical. This can’t work.”

“Have you told him this yet?”

“No, I wanted to wait until after the weekend.”

“Good thinking, piss him off at home. Not in public.”

I rolled my eyes, chatted with her for a few more minutes before I made my way down to the living room where Jason was relaxing.

“Hey, do you need something?” He asked.

“Um, I wanted to talk to you about something.”

“Shoot,” he replied, turning the television down and turning his attention to me.

The room was dim, and I hated that I was bringing this up at night, but I needed to get it out while I still had the nerves to do so.

“I have to quit,” I blurted out.

He rose to his feet, “why?”

“Seriously?”

“You mean the sex or the living with me thing?”

“The sex Jason. I can’t be fucking my boss.”

“Sure you can.”

“Listen to yourself, it’s crazy. We aren’t some drama show or movie. This is reality. Real life.”

“So, you think what? You will quit, have no job, no place to live and we can keep screwing?”

“Are you telling me that you will only do that if I work for you?”

“No, fuck no. Geez Sage, do you really think that low of me?”

“Of course not. I’m simply saying, I don’t want the agency to think that you are only giving me a pay increase because we are sleeping together. They still don’t know that I live here currently.”

“You aren’t just going to quit. It took me too long to get used to having you around,” he stated.

“Jason…”

“Shut up,” he said. His body crashed into mine, his lips on mine.

Before I knew it my tank top was on the floor and so was the shirt he was wearing.

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