Page 14 of Tap In

Lark walked out of the bathroom that was inside of my office. Sex in our offices had become an every other day thing at this point. It was ironic that I was a member of the sex club, but her sex drive was higher than mine. It wasn’t a problem at all. There were days when she would come in while I was on a call, turned me in my chair, got on her knees, then sucked my dick. The first time she did it, I had to end the call early.

“I’m going to be home. What time do you think the meeting will be over?” she asked with a pout.

I walked the short steps over to her, wrapped my arms around her, then kissed her neck. “You gonna miss me?” Lark was clingy. I didn’t know that I liked it until I liked it. “It’s going to end at nine, so I’ll be home a little after. Make sure you’re there when I get there.”

Her pout turned into a smile. “I will.” She looked at her watch. “I’m going to get out of here. Have a good call, baby.”

When she walked out of my hold, I smacked her ass. She peeked over her shoulder with high cheeks before she strutted out of my office.Damn, that girl got me in a chokehold.I had an hour before my call, which was enough time to go over Elijah’s portfolio.

Fifteen minutes into my preparation, my phone rang. Elijah called to let me know that he had to cancel the meeting. His wife went into labor. After wishing him and his wife a healthy delivery and disconnecting the call, I got my things to leave. I decided instead of calling Lark to let her know that my meeting was canceled, I’d go pick her up.

It took me thirty minutes to get to Christianson Circle from my office. When I pulled up in the driveway, I didn’t see the Range. It must have been in the garage. I knocked on the door and waited the short minute for Jacobia to answer the door.

“Hey, Chance!” She walked away from the door as she told me to come in. “What you doing here?”

My head drew back a little. “I’m here to pick Lark up. Where is she, upstairs?”

She stopped walking, glanced at me with a confused expression, but recovered quickly. Not quickly enough for me to miss it. “Oh, no, she went to the store on a snack run. We were about to watch movies but realized we didn’t have damn snacks. Since you clearly want to interrupt our time, I’ll text her and tell her to head to your house since she’s out. It doesn’t make sense for her to come back here.”

I stood there with an unreadable expression. “Yeah, you right. Let me get out of here so I can make sure I’m home before her.”

We said our goodbyes after she assured me that she would text her. Jacobia clearly thought I was slow or some shit. I had just been at their house less than a week ago. Jacobia had a special pantry just for snacks. Lark sent me in that damn maze of snacks closet to get her ass some cookies, and it was fully stocked.

I pulled out my phone and opened the tracker app to locate the Range. This was not me stalking Lark. It was me locating my company vehicle.Ruth’s Chris.If Jacobia was in the house, who the hell is Lark at Ruth’s Chris with. Lark had no other friends outside of Jacobia here. I suddenly had a taste for some stuffed chicken.

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When I got to the restaurant, it didn’t take more than one minute to find my woman. I could spot her in any crowd. The hostess was busy with the crowd that she had, so she missed me walking past her into the dining room. Lark’s back was facing me. I walked up to the table just in time to hear some man tell my woman that he should have married her.

“Damn, if you should have married my woman, then why didn’t you, playboy?” I asked with a twisted face.

His face screwed and head bucked back. Lark’s back stiffened, and I swore I saw her stop breathing for a few seconds. Her body pivoted in the seat to face me slowly. She looked up at my face for a second before her ass turned right back around in her seat. The hostess sat them at a four top table, so there was a seat just for me. I made sure I lifted her chin to give her a passionate kiss.

Once I sat down, I called over the waitress to order a drink. Everyone else at the table had one, so I needed to match the vibe. I outstretched my hand to mystery man. “I’m Chance Broughton. It’s nice to meet you. I’m sorry, I don’t think we’ve met.”

He glared at my hand for a beat before placing his into it. “My name is Derrick.”

Ah, this is Derrick.I peeked at my beautiful woman who looked like if she could blink or wiggle her nose to disappear, she would. “Lark, baby, is this Derrick, your ex-fiancé?”

She cleared her throat. “Um, yes, this is him. He reached out to me a couple days ago and wanted to have a conversation. I promise it’s nothing like that. What happened with your meeting?”

“Elijah canceled. His wife went into labor. Oh, and I don’t think it’s anything like that, my love.” I put my hand on her thigh and squeezed lightly, then turned my attention back to Derrick. “So, Derrick, what conversation did you need to have with me?”

The top of his eyelids lowered with the pinching together of his inner brows. “A conversation with you? She said that I wanted to have a conversation with her, not you.”

“Oh, she didn’t tell you? I am she, and she is me. You can speak freely.” My head tilted toward Lark. “Is that alright, my love?”

“Ye-yes, that’s fine. Please, Derrick. Whatever you have to say to me you can say in front of him,” she said with a little hesitation, but I’d take it.

Dude looked at my baby like he wanted to choke her. “I simply came to give her an apology for how I treated her when we broke up. Lark, I’m regretful for cheating on you, like I said earlier. If I could take it all back, I would.”

From my peripheral, I saw the waitress coming with my drink. Someone followed behind her with two plates.Oh, they planned to stay and eat?My drink was set on the table, then the food. I leaned over to see what my baby ordered. She loved their mushrooms stuffed with crab meat. Derrick had a nice-looking steak.

I picked up Lark’s fork and steak knife. After adjusting Derrick’s plate for a better angle, I cut into the steak. “Oh, this is cooked perfectly.”

“Chance, what are you doing?” Lark asked.

I cut another piece of the steak. “Baby, I’m tasting the steak. Here, taste it.” I lifted the fork toward her mouth. She shook her head but took the bite. “Good girl.” I leaned in and kissed her lips.

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