BBBBBBBBBEEEEEEEEEPPPPPPPPP!” What where you are going lady?” The taxi driver yelled, and I quickly looked in shock when I realize it was me!
I wave my hand and race across the crosswalk and down the subway stairs, depositing my coin quickly, and rushing on to the train with a minute to spare! The train is quickly off, and I find a seat luckily away from most and run through my presentation in my mind. I have worked on this straight for the last month, feel confident with it and our plan to help the coffee chain grow and glad our presentation is not until after lunch. I cannot stop to wonder what Mr. Johnson wants to tell me before the big meeting with Blake Sutton at 9 am. My stomach does a butterfly flip just saying his name in my mind. I begin to drift off again thinking of the past and that damn marketing class. I wanted in since day one and was lucky to get into the highly regarded class as a sophomore. I quickly proved myself and the professor was impressed, impressed enough he placed me in a set study group with literally the top 4 seniors in the class, one who was Blake Sutton. I tried so hard not to let his good looks get to me but every time during our study group times, he always called me out and asked my opinion. At first, I was so timid I said, “I don’t know for sure”, too many times it seemed because I could start seeing the others roll their eyes every time he asked in that deep strong voice of his, “Kate, what do you think?” I shrank in my seat every time the others glared at me, but when I would bring myself to glance over at Blake, he would always be giving me that same confident smile of his like he knew something I didn’t.
I vowed to myself I had to stop letting him get to me and focus on the class. It took many peps talks in the mirror before I finally started to prove myself to the group. At first it was just sharing my handwritten research to them and then I started feeling confident enough to tell them what I thought during each and every project. Even Blake at one point sat right beside me and nudged me saying “Dang my lil Kate, is finally showing who she is” My entire body ignited at that statement, but I took a deep breath and said to him “Maybe should have paid attention because I was always there”, giving him a nudge back.
Finally, before the end of class the group put me as the organizer of our last project which was the final and half of our semester grade. I knew I could do this and took time to pay attention to everyone’s strengths. I split each section of the project out evenly, made a calendar including extra times we needed to meet, and sent out progress notes almost every day so we were all on the same page. Looking back, I know Blake must have just been egging me on and enjoying the idea that I could not keep the redness off my cheeks when he would glance over and give me that smile. I swear till this day that smile would have stopped every war there was if everyone would have looked over at him. It could make my whole-body flutter and although I would do everything in my power to not let it control me I still couldn’t stop myself from blushing. Well not today, Blake Sutton, this is my house, my agency that I have worked from the ground up to be offered partner and I kept hoping that is what Mr. Johnson wanted to talk about. Today I am in control Blake Sutton, not you or that damn smile of yours.
The subway train came to stop, and I gathered my stuff walking to the exit. A tall and slicked back blonde hair man dressed to impress in a fancy grey suit stepped right in front me before I reached the exit. Forcing me to bump right into his well-built chest. “Hey beautiful where are you headed on this fine morning? How about we leave together and get a coffee and maybe something else?”
I could feel the heat of anger on my face and the glare forming in my eyes. “Excuse me please sir. I’d like to get to work.”
He put his arms on both of mine and said with his debonair smile. “Hey now, you don’t need to be like that I like a working woman, especially a women dressed like you with a body like yours. I mean those breasts of yours look like they were made for my hands and that butt of yours looks perfect for me as well.” As he started to move his hands down my back.
I stiffed to his touch. “If you do not stop right now, I will give you something else of me to think of. Please let me by.” He chuckled thinking he could just overpower me and kept moving his arms downward on my back. Right before he got to my ass, I felt my right knee go up as high and as hard as I could right into his half-erect dick. The groan of pain he made as he hunched over was enough for me to smile and start to laugh. Plus, it helped half the subway train was laughing and clapping as I was now able to push by him. “Told you,” I smirked.
“You bitch! You will regret that” As he hunched over into the nearest seat. I told myself I would need to avoid the 7:00 AM train for a while for that.
I quickly walked myself out of the subway and onto the street giving myself a quick brush off to get the creep feeling from me. There were way too many like that in the business world and I hoped I never ran into that guy again. Only two blocks left, and I’d be in my world, my office, and the place I felt most comfortable. I knew my stuff and told myself after that little incident I could handle Blake Sutton even with those deep brown eyes of his.
7:50 AM and I was walking in the door. I made it in before everyone else and looked down the hallway to Mr. Johnson’s office with the light glowing. I could not believe he was here anyways when I thought about it. Mr. Johnson was a great boss, very laid back, and rarely made it in himself before 9:00 AM. Mr. Johnson was very similar to a father to me and had seen my potential which I was forever grateful for and with him getting into his mid-50s and four of his five children graduating school and heading into college themselves I knew it was time for him to start considering me to be his partner. I’d saved every bit of my salary and spent time making wise investments so this moment could happen so quickly. This had been on me for a long time but when my parents died in a car accident right before I hit college, I was luckily able to save as much of their life insurance as possible and after the house sold, I put that away as well. I could do this, and Mr. Johnson wouldn’t want to turn
I could hear Mr. Johnson telling Blake “She will be fine, you’ll see she is one of the best I’ve ever known.” “Yes, I know that’s why I’m here.” I heard softly come out of Blake’s voice. “Just a moment, Mr. Johnson I will be right back.” Shit! He’s coming out I quickly started walking to my office. “Kate!” He yelled. “Wait, please!” I just kept walking faster. How did a door that was only 20 feet away seem like 100 feet away? Tears already starting to run down my cheeks! Just keep going and he won’t see until I felt that hand on my arm twirling me around. “Kate, please just talk to me.” Was he pleading? I couldn’t do it, I know he could see my damn tears at this moment. I couldn’t bring myself to look right into those eyes at this very moment. “Please remove your arm, Mr. Sutton.” I squelched out. “Kate, I know we had some things happen but I’m sure we can work through this” He almost sounded like he was plead
I had fallen asleep somewhere between making love, and talking and felt utterly exhausted. The last thing I remember was him pulling his satin sheets on top of us as he held me in his arms. “Mmmmm…I didn’t know what satin feels like before. I like it.” I said sleepily. I feel his hand rub my hair. “If I have anything to do with it my sweet Kate that is all you will feel then if you like it.” He said so sweetly and lovingly. I snuggled deeper into him and found myself drifting off until exhaustion. I woke up and realized I was all alone in the bed and rolled over to look for Blake. There was a small note and rose laying on the bed beside me. Wow, he is good I thought. I looked at the note. My sweet Kate. I had to run an errand but I’ll be back. I already washed your clothes and they are drying. Go ahead and take a shower and get dressed. I will make you breakfast when I get back. P.S. You are incredible! Blake I found myself just smil
Back to the present and I’d somehow managed to get myself into my office to compose myself one more time this morning. After thinking back on it all I still was baffled by what was happening. The guy who opened me open to every desire I’d ever wanted, ditches me 7 years ago and now is telling me I can’t even quit my job because he has submerged himself in my company. He is insistent he will follow me wherever I go. I think about leaving out the door while everyone else is in the meeting but I realize that won’t work because with the amount of money he has there really isn’t anywhere I can run. I could get on a plane and take off to another country. How would that work? How do I get Rosco to another country? What about this company that I loved and gave everything to? It finally hits me with all my options flying in my head. This is it I am trapped until I can figure out why my one-night stand CEO won’t let me escape. I take a few more deep breaths and head to the “big” meeting and see
The doubt I was starting to feel about winning her over was starting to become overwhelming. It was a struggle to figure out how to resolve the anger she was now feeling towards me for taking her company away. I was so frustrated because Mr. Johnson hadn’t mentioned making Kate a partner until this morning and now I saw I had completely blindsided her. I could feel my insides aching for her because she felt helpless and that wasn’t something I had planned to do to her. I needed to think of a way to help her feel like she was in control again and fast before there was no chance for my hopes of us coming together to work. I debated after the conference meeting about following her back to her office but after my last attempt, I just asked for the conference room for a minute to make a few calls. That first attempt to say the least was a shit show. Did I tell her she couldn’t quit or leave because I would follow her wherever she went? She had to hate me for that. I walked
I looked up after hearing the knock on my door. Frowning to myself when I realized that these darn offices didn’t have windows. I checked the time, 11:30 am. Everyone should be at their celebratory lunch at this moment. I stood up and went towards the door unsure of what I would find. There he stood leaning on the door frame. “I grabbed a truce lunch,” he said without a grin for once. I looked down in his arms were two bags from Sal’s deli down the street. The smells from the deli started flowing into my nose and I had to admit I was starving from missing breakfast, dry heaving in the trash basket, and just overall wanting to self-soothe after the morning’s takeover. I wasn’t quite sure what I wanted to do at this moment but I knew I really wanted that sandwich and it seemed I was stuck to dealing with this horrible situation anyways so what was the point of turning it down? “Which one is I mine?” He grinned then as he had just caught me. Ugh! “This one,
The rest of the day was a blur and I just put a game face on that at this point in my life I was so used to having a “game” face compared to how you felt. It was easy to do considering all the many awkward conversations I’d had to have in the past with coworkers, dates, and the hellish family day Mr. Johnson always put on twice a year. Having to explain to so many people so many times that it was just me and nobody else got easier and I was able to numb myself to a lot of things. My counselor always said it wasn’t healthy but it felt a hell of a lot healthier than crying all day long because if I looked at it, I was alone and had been this way for a very long time. Nowadays it was easy to turn me on robotic and I learned a long time ago thanks to college speeches, work presentations, and the occasional work conversations I was able to do it without even thinking. That is why I’d always practiced every presentation so much that I could say and do it with no thought invol
Pulling up in my black Cadillac SUV, I was already feeling uncomfortable as this neighborhood was very near the poorest part of the city. Not that I was judging the people who lived here, it was more bothersome to me that Kate lived here. I realized I had gotten to her small apartment complex right next to a small convenience store. I will say although in a bad part of the neighborhood this apartment complex seemed better than most with a well-maintained brick outside a cement porch with cement railing you could sit on that was currently occupied by an elder darker man and a younger man of the same color who appeared to have just completed work at some factory as he was in his blue uniform still and was covered in dirt and oil. I glanced over to the right and in between the convenience store and the apartment building appeared to be a gated community garden which did at least present itself as one of the better buildings I’d driven by. I dressed casually in some denim jeans and a black