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“I want to feel every inch of your thick cock as it plunges in and out of me.”
The thought of slamming my phone down on the desk to break it so it will stop playing crosses my mind, but finally, my fingers find the other volume button, and I'm able to lower it until it's muted.
I look up in horror to find Evan’s wide eyes on me. My cheeks get hot, and I can only imagine they are as cherry red as a tomato. I’m frozen in my spot. I can’t believe that just happened. A part of me hopes that this was all a dream and I'm going to wake up any second. When escape from this waking nightmare doesn't come, my feet move on their own, and I'm sprinting towards the exit.
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EVAN
I stare after Quinn for the second time today—seeing her in a completely different light than I ever have before.Did I just hear what I thought I heard coming from her side of the cubicle wall?
For a stunned few seconds, no one says anything. And I’m not sure that I didn’t just make that up in my head. I look over at Tyler, and he seems to be the only one not staring at the exit door that leads towards the elevators. His large headphones are perched over his ears, and he’s bobbing his head to his music.
Suddenly Claudia bursts out laughing, drawing Tyler’s attention. He looks around and sees everyone’s stunned expressions. He pulls off his headphones.
“What?” He looks around. “What did I miss?”
I don’t bother to stick around and wait to hear how Claudia exaggerates what happened. Everyone else returns to their work as if nothing happened. But I can't help but want to see how Quinn is doing.
I stand up and grab Quinn's coat and purse off the hook on the wall, and head for the elevators, ignoring both Claudia and Tyler calling after me.
I'm not sure if I'm going to find her, but I can't imagine she will get very far without these items. I push out the office building doors and look around. There isn't a lot of foot traffic, making it easier to find Quinn, sitting on the retaining wall, looking out at the street.
“I wasn’t sure if you might need these,” I say as I sit down next to her.
She turns her head away, so I can't see her face. I set her coat and purse down between us.
“Thank you,” she says softly.
“Are you okay?”
She doesn’t answer for a moment. The sound of a siren ringing out in the distance nearly fades away before she speaks.
"Do you ever have that dream where you show up at school, and everyone is looking at you weird, and when you look down, you realize you're naked? That's what I feel like right now."
“I know exactly what you’re talking about,” I say, looking out to the street. “But in my dream, the words ‘hot, throbbing cock’ are hardly ever mentioned.”
A bubble of laughter bursts out of her, and I can't help but smile too. She turns back to me. Her eyes are a bit red, probably from tears that she's already wiped away. The urge to pull her into my arms to try and take away the pain is strong.
“It wasn’t as bad as you think,” I assure her.
Her smile is weak but still there. “I know you're lying, but I appreciate the effort."
“I wouldn’t lie to you.” I point up at the building. “Tyler didn’t even hear it.”
She chuckles humorously. “Yeah, but Claudia would have told him all about it by now.”
She's right, but I don't think now is a good time to tell her this.
“If it makes you feel better, I’m very curious to find out what happens between Sebastian and—” I pause for her to answer.
“Gabriella.”
“Sebastian and Gabriella,” I muse, looking out into the steady flowing traffic in front of us. “So, can you tell me a little bit more about these two?”
“I’d rather not.”
"Come on. You've already shared so much.” I chuckle.
