Page 29 of Signed, I'm Yours!
In truth, it’s a drag. For most people, anyway. Personally, I don’t mind. Reporting and filing is half the fun. Reports record history, after all.
The computer beeps.
No records found.
“There. See? Nothing?”
“Do you think I was born yesterday?” He side-eyes me again, and I can’t help but smile at him.
“No, silly. If you were born yesterday, you’d be a baby.”
“Try again. And this time, don’t hide anything. I know how you people operate.”
I don’t think he does, but I decide not to tell him that. I don’t think his opinion of me or SPAM will change in the next decade, let alone the next five minutes.
We try again. And again and again and again. He still doesn’t believe me. So I just sit with him for the next three hours doing the same thing and expecting different results. But, oh well. You never know with technology, right? It can be as temperamental as people.
“I don’t think they’re here, buddy,” I tell him and look down at my arm.
His signature is still there, as intense as it was a few hours ago.
“Damn it. Now what?” He looks down at my arm too.
“I don’t know about you, but I gotta get home.” Shuga will go ballistic if I miss her dinner.
“Oh please, you creep. If that’s your idea of inviting me into your bed, you’ve got another think coming.” He rolls his eyes and resurrects the harsh expression he had when I first walked in on him.
“Um…I wasn’t inviting you to my bed. I just said I need to get home.”
“Feel free. I think I’ll stay here and try again.”
I cock my head to the side and sigh. “Did you forget we can’t go more than six feet away from each other?”
He scans me from top to bottom before he grimaces.
“Fine. But no funny business, mister.”
“You have my word.” I put my hand up, giving him the Scout’s honor. “Besides, I’m straight.”
“Pfft! That’s what they all say.” He shoots up and fixes his coat. He must be sweating bullets under there. I have no idea how he can still breathe under all that fur.
“They?” I ask and get up too.
“Straight boys. And then,oops, they’re in bed with you. Andoops, they want you to suck their cock. Andoops, while you’re at it, why don’t you fuck them up the ass too.”
The more he speaks, the more frustrated he gets.
“Sounds like you’re talking from experience.”
If looks could kill, his would.
“Shut up. Let’s go. We’ve got work to do.”
Shut up, I do, and we’re heading out of the building when Karen stops us.
“Hold on! Where do you think you’re going?”
I almost breathe a sigh of relief. She must have realized Seojun is not supposed to be here and will finally help me.
