Page 23 of Obeying Mr Kingsley
I wasn’t going to leave with Craig, but when Mason started gossiping, everyone began racing around trying to save me from myself.
Those were his words, not mine.
If I didn’t need the job so much, I’d tell him to take a flying leap off the Empire State Building.
Monday is going to suck.
Yes, he’s hot as sin.Yes, I enjoyed the way he pushed me against the wall and fucked me like I was a whore on Friday.Yes, I wish we could do it again.
And again, and again...
Then he ruined it by opening his mouth.Those words can’t be unsaid.Emily found herself a billionaire, don’t go thinking you will too.
Nice.
Really nice, Mason.
What sort of douchebag says that then sabotages the guy you are flirting with, proving you have moved on?
Mason Kingsley, that’s who.
He wasn’t saving me from myself.
I might need saving, but not from horny rich men at a party.I’m quite capable of choosing who I sleep with or saying no thanks.
At what point of him sticking his nice penis inside me did Mason think I became a wallflower?
I need my best friend.
I need to tell her so many things, but when I arrived in NYC, she was heartbroken, then Sebastian proposed, and tonight, Emily announced she’s pregnant.
My problems seem a little pathetic.I mean, losing your job isn’t.
But sleeping with your boss when the universe decides to throw you a bone...that’s dumb.
I never should have done it.
Damn alcohol.
My priorities were clear when my head was.Well, apart from all that flirting.I might have been playing with fire.
Narrator: She absolutely was playing with fire, and she still wanted to.
Sigh.
I need to smooth things out with Mason, stay employed and then once I’ve been there long enough, he will be a great reference.
Then what happened to me in London can stay in the past.Never to be thought about again.
The bastards.
Also, Em is getting married!She’s having a baby.I have to stay in America.
I’m sure if I try hard enough, I can get over this annoying attraction I have for my boss.Going on dates and meeting other men will most definitely help.
And what fun would it be if one or two of them we disgustingly rich so I can flaunt it in front of my frog’s handsome face?
I undress and climb into bed, wondering why Mason felt the need to intervene and stop me leaving with Craig.
