Page 45 of Written By a Woman

I rolled my eyes and pocketed my phone again. I wasn’t quite sure that my little sister wasn’t pranking me.

I set my phone down and tried focusing on my screen at the last email I’d received and decided that it could, in fact, wait until tomorrow. I eventually needed to join the party outside of my office, take a few photos with employees, and ensure everyone was happy and safe. The usual.

Just then, Nikhil pinged me with a message as I went to stand up from my desk, and concurrently a knock sounded on my office door.

“Yeah?” I called, quickly reading his message.

“Can I come in?” Signe’s voice rang in the space. I glanced up at her, torturing myself as I adjusted my rolled sleeves to see where her eyes landed. As soon as Signe stepped into the office, leaving the door partially open and letting the noise from the party fill the room, her eyes followed the movement of my hands.

My heart thumped in my chest, both from her gaze and from her presence. After following her on my secret account, and therefore seeing additional romance reader content, I recently learned that there was a very large number of women who enjoyed the look of men’s forearms in a dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up. Based on the glance Signe gave mine, I was inclined to think she was one of those women.

I had no idea what Signe dressed up as, but my guess was some sort of fictional princess.

But she was beautiful, nonetheless.

She had curled her red hair in tons of tight ringlets, and she wore a dark navy dress with sleeves to her wrists and a skirt to the floor. The dress reminded me of something you’d see at a Renaissance fair. She had a fake bow and arrow on her back, but the bust of her dress was what made me swallow a dry lump in my throat and glance back at my computer to Nikhil’s message.

“Nikhil was going to come to talk to you, but he got pulled away by his kids and asked me to come to check to see if you got his message,” Signe explained. She had both a company iPad and her cell phone in her hands.

“Yeah, I’m reading it now,” my brow scrunched as I placed my hands on my hips. I was still standing behind my desk, getting ready to come join the party, but I figured I could take a moment to check this for Nikhil first, “Can I see your phone? I need to look at this from an employee with fewer credentials and access to certain features on the app.”

“Wow, tell me how you really feel.” Signe quipped, scrolling on her iPad once before she tapped her password without looking, and handed me her unlocked phone in her palm. She must have still been working on that checklist Jacqueline made for her to ensure everything for the party was going to run smoothly.

I reached for her phone and gave her a look that let her know that I wasn’t buying into her self-pity, my fingers gently brushing against hers. Signe’s head popped up as she locked eyes with me for a moment before I looked away first.

I was once again pleased at how affected she seemed to be by casual touches from me.

“The password to get into the app is SL9469,” Signe said as she tapped on her iPad.

“Wow, that’s a specific set of numbers and letters.”

Signe hummed, “It’s the same set I use for everything.”

I hesitated before looking at her phone, “What do you mean?”

“I used the same password for everything, so it’s easy for me to remember.” Signe glanced up at me and smiled.

“Signe,” I shook my head at her, “That’s unsafe. If someone finds the password to one of your accounts, they suddenly have access toallof your accounts.”

“Yeah, I’m willing to take the risk for convenience’s sake,” Signe shrugged before glancing back at her iPad.

“You shouldn’t though.” I was feeling anxious about this, perhaps I could just log into all of her accounts and change her passwords myself to something more secure. Both proving my point and ensuring she was being responsible with her information.

“Oh my god, it’ll be fine. I have nothing valuable for people to steal anyway,” I was about to protest when she waved her hand at me to cut me off and ask, “Why didn’t you dress up?”

“I will,” I glanced down at her phone in my hand to see that the screen had locked, so I tapped her one and only password in to unlock it again. It displayed a white background with plain black text filling the screen. I was going to try to swipe out of whatever this was to get to the company app to test Nikhil’s concern, but the words on the screen caught my eye and made me pause.

“I need you to be a good girl and stay quiet while I lick your cunt,” he growled.

My heart sped up in my chest, every muscle in my body locked, and I could feel the heat rising to my neck and face before I could even think about trying to stop it. It was like a train wreck. My thumb was positioned to swipe out of the screen, there was no reason for me tonotcontinue to swipe out of this screen. And yet, I couldn’t stop my eyes from reading the text.

“Good, because I need to take pictures of everyone’s costumes for the company newsletter...What’s wrong?” I vaguely heard Signe ask as my eyes read faster than they had ever read anything.

…The first swipe of his tongue made me feel as if sparks were lighting up inside me, I had to fist my hands in his thick hair as I bit my lip, each pass of his hot mouth on my center made me…

Jesus fucking Christ, was this Signe’s book?

“…Is everything alright?” Signe’s voice made me jump a little, my heart lodging itself in my throat as I realized that I had been standing there dumbstruck as I scanned her phone. My brain scrambled, I was pretty sure I was staring at her phone with a slack jaw and everything. By the time Signe stepped closer to me, her flowery scent filling my nostrils, I had taken too long to try to conceal what exactly I was reading before she stood on tiptoes to see what I was gaping at.

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