Chapter 5

Junior and I both live terribly busy lives. Whenever I’m free, he’s not and whenever he’s free, I’m not but we don't stop trying to make this relationship work. I work hard at my job and I make sure I know everything there is to know about my boss, Mr Miller. I have to be there at his beck and call even if it's midnight on a Saturday night and I'm lying in Junior’s arm. If my phone rings and it's Mr Miller, I have to be there.

With Junior, he had to prove himself all the time even though he was more than perfect at his job. He had to fight his way to the top, or more like fight his way into being a permanent employee at his company. All of his struggles have paid off. He’s not all there but as much as I live a beautiful life, so does Junior. He has a stunning loft apartment, a BMW X6 and excellent credit.

We both understand how much hard work goes into living so comfortably so we give each other the space and time that we need, but we have days set aside for date nights or some romantic and alone time. We had date nights every Monday, Thursday and Saturday. We go out for dinner, go to a lovely lounge or just enjoy the night life. Sometimes we even stay indoors, relax together and just enjoy each other’s company. 

Tonight wasn't one of our set date nights but because I had gone shopping with Mr Miller, he gave me the rest of the day off.

"Oh, you should see my dresses," I sighed dreamily, thinking back to today's shopping, "you're going to love them," Junior smiled at me.

Junior understood me. He always listened and talked at the same time. We're both talkative, and I love that about him because when I'm with him, we never run out of things to say and there's never a dull moment. He either engages me in political conversation, we argue about the most trivial things, or he makes me laugh louder than a hyena.

"I know you'll look amazing," he told me with a smile as he reached his hand over the table and held mine.

I had surprised Junior with a beautiful and romantic dinner at a lovely restaurant where our table was surrounded by candles and rose petals.

"I love you," I smiled as I leaned over the table and kissed him on the lips. He returned the kiss and I let out a sigh as I sat back in my chair, "I missed you," I said lowly, biting my bottom lip as I started trailing my foot up his leg, going towards his crotch. 

Junior and I don't see each other often but when we do, the sex is insane. I think that's what I love about our relationship. Since we don't see each other often, when we do finally see each other neither of us can keep our hands off each other. We have sex all night and well into the morning, "how much did you miss me?" he asked me, lust clouded his eyes as he licked his full bottom lip and I shivered at the simple action, just wanting to kiss him senseless.

"A lo-" I began lowly but was interrupted when I heard my name being said and I looked up, seeing Mr Miller and probably his girl of the day, a stunning, short haired, model-like beautiful lady with green eyes and an insanely stunning gown.

"Mr Miller," I said, straightening up as I moved my foot away from Junior's crotch and smiled at my boss, standing to my feet so I could hug him.

"This is Yolanda," Mr Miller introduced half-heartedly and when I tried to hug her, he held me back subtly where I didn't realise he had held me back, "this must be Mr Smith?" he looked at me and then looker at Junior.

Junior stood up, his big body build almost matching Mr Miller's, "Junior Smith," he introduced confidently as he shook hands with Mr Miller and I almost got wet at the sound of my man's voice. Junior's deep baritone voice was everything, especially when he whispered in my ear.

"Lucas Miller," Mr Miller said with a nod and handshake.

We all stood quietly for a moment before I cleared my throat, wanting to go back to eating, "well, it was lovely seeing you again, Mr Miller," I said, feigning surety and confidence.

Mr Miller looked at Yolanda, "you know, Yolanda and myself were going to find ourselves a table but the place is looking kind of full so I think it might be a bit of a challenge," he pulled Yolanda to his side, "you wouldn't mind if we joined, would you?" he asked Junior and I, and Junior and I immediately made eye contact.

"Uh..." I didn't know what to say, I mean we were having a private dinner but this was my boss.

"Sure," Junior said confidently as he pulled out the seat next to him and I moved to sit there instead of sitting across from him.

"Lovely," Mr Miller said as he pulled out the chair that was right across from me and sat down, his eyes not breaking away from mine.

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