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She hasn’t asked, but I think she’s expecting Carter to have sleepovers there like he does with Nia’s parents. He’s not ready for that, So, we’d all have to stay there as a family, and I doubt Nia would be willing. She’ll do anything for our son, but I’m not going to ask that of her. At least not yet.

We’ve turned a corner, but it’s still new, and I rather enjoy this side of her and our relationship. We’re like any young family with two working parents. The only thing that would be better would be if she comes back to work here, but I’ve asked, and the decision is hers.

I text Mom a thumbs up. She texts back that she’s stopping by tonight, and that Langley is coming with her.

Just as I put my phone down, my other one buzzes. This is the one only Nia and I know about.

“Hey, baby girl,” I say into the phone. “If you worked here, you could just come to my office to talk to me.”

She doesn’t say anything, then a few seconds later, the chorus of Mariah Carey’s We Belong Together comes on. I cringe when she sings along too.

“Thanks for that. You know, I do value my hearing,” I say to her, grinning from ear to ear.

“You know that’s our song,” she says.

“Um, I didn’t know that,” I tell her. “Do I get a vote?”

“Nope. What are you doing? Are you busy?” She already knows my schedule, and she knows I am.

“If you worked here, you could come to my office and find out for yourself. Just come in whenever you want.”

“I said I’d think about it, and you’re damn right I’d come to your office whenever I want,” she says. “Because you’re my husband. Mine.”

“That almost sounds like a threat,” I say with a laugh. “I’m kind of scared.”

“You should be. Uh, your meeting is in ten minutes, right?” I check my watch and note that it is. She’s up to something. When I tell her that it is, she says, “I’ll let you go get ready. I just wanted to use our secret phone to make sure it works.”

“I always have it with me, and it’s always charged,” I promise.

Ten minutes into the quarterly meeting with the department heads, my secret phone buzzes. I look around before I pull it out. It’s not ringing, but it’s a text message. I eye Langley who’s been back to work at his CFO position. He’s not paying attention to me, so I pull the phone out.

Nia: For your eyes only. You’re welcome.

She adds a wink emoji. Of course, she’d do this. I had completely forgotten what a pain in the ass Nia could be. A pain in the ass in the best possible way. I look around, and no one is watching me. Another text comes through, and this one is a picture.

I force myself not to groan. It’s a close-up of her cleavage. She has her breasts shoved together, and I can see patches of her purple lacy bra. She used to torture me like this back then. If history is anything to go by, the pictures are going to get more risqué until she drives me insane. The next one is of her with a red lollipop between her lips. She’s looking at the camera with her big, brown eyes. Her lips are pouty and plump, and all I want to do is suck her bottom lip into my mouth. This time, I do moan. Langley must hear because he looks at me and down at my phone. I ignore him. He can pay attention to one of these boring ass meetings for once. The next picture is of her bare thigh. I should have known she was up to something when she put on that skirt this morning. She’s in her office and has the skirt pulled up, showing a smooth thigh.

Me: You’re killing me, baby girl

I barely hit send before she sends me another picture. This one is the apex of her thighs. The lacy purple panties covering her make this picture more tempting. She sends the final shot next. She has the panties pulled to the side, and she has her legs spread just enough for me to see her pussy.

Nia: Enjoy your meeting.

She sends a final picture of her blowing me a kiss.

Me: When I got us these phones, driving me crazy isn’t what I had in mind.

Nia: All I did was send my husband some pictures.

I put the phone away and try to focus on this meeting, but all I can do is hope and pray no one notices my erection. I pull myself closer to the desk and make sure my lower half is under it. I should be paying attention, but all I can think about are ways I’m going to make her pay.

Chapter 53

Nia

I keep checking my phone, but I haven’t heard from Drake for an hour and a half. I can picture his face and his body’s reaction to my pictures. I’d always tease him back then. One time after a meeting, he ordered me into his office. He didn’t say a word when I got there. He put me on top of his desk and fucked me so hard, I was worried his assistant would hear, but he informed me his office is soundproof.

I check my watch and it’s just about three o’clock. I’m ready to go pick up my son and go home, but there are several offer letters I need to send out by the close of business today. Before I do that, I need a cup of cold water.

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