Page 55 of Anchored Love
Everly
Be Patient. Everything Is Coming Together… I Think
“Good afternoon, gorgeous.”Mason leaned against the door to my office, smirking at me as though we didn’t have breakfast together in my kitchen and drive here in separate cars afterward.
Mason and I had managed to keep our relationship on the downlow at work for weeks. Of course, Samantha knew and would never rat us out. I hated being so secretive, but there was something to be said about the thrill of getting caught like teenagers sneaking around. Things were going so great they were almost too good to be true.
“What are you up to? I thought you had a meeting?”
“I did.”
“How did it go?”
“You’re looking at the new VP of Boise Financial.” He grinned.
“That’s amazing. Congrats!” I jumped out of my chair and threw my arms around his neck, planting a kiss on his cheek. His arms went around my waist.
“Is that any way to greet your man. Gimme that mouth, babe.” Mason claimed my lips, kissing me so hard and deep, my leg flew up in a little kick like in the movies.
A whistle piercing through the air had me remembering where we were. I pulled back, blushing. “Oops.” I glanced around him to see it was only Sam. And mercy she grinned at us like a loon, lips stretched ear to ear.
“Don’t worry. I know the boss.” He winked and squeezed my ass discreetly.
“Mason,” I hissed.
“Don’t stress. Mr. Harper knows all about us.”
“He does? Um … so he’s not upset?”
“Nope.”
“And you managed this how?”
“Told him you are the love of my life, and if I can’t have you then I’d take a job elsewhere.”
My hand flew to my mouth. “You didn’t?”
“I did.”
I nodded. It must’ve gone okay if he got the promotion. “How did he react?”
“His face got a little red, and he went quiet for a minute. Then he smiled and said he liked my brass balls and told me the job was mine. Today we signed off on the finer details of my salary and benefits.”
“Wait … when did you know you had the job and that he’d be okay with us?”
My boyfriend grinned and stroked his chin. “The day before I cornered you in the supply room.”
I swatted at his chest, and he grabbed my wrist. “You jerk. You let me stress about anyone seeing us together.” Of course, Samantha knew because she was my best friend, and I didn’t keep stuff like that from her. Not ever. We’d always told each other practically everything. Sometimes she overshared.
“I know. It was fun, wasn’t it?”
“Maybe…” I scowled, pouting my lips. He leaned down and nipped at my mouth.
“I love you, Ev.”
“What?” I blinked, and my breath caught in my throat, heart pounding.
“You heard me, babe.” He gazed down at me with pure love and adoration.
