Page 28 of A Reindeer Wish for Love
Chapter 14
Clay
Islept all Sundaymorning, and most of the time I’d wake to the reality of my life and I’d disappear back into my dreams of Mason, and how I felt in his arms before the nightmare would begin and hopefully not last too long.
On Monday I woke sore with every muscle aching in my lower half from my hips to my thighs, and calves.I’d never had a workout like that at the gym, but this had been a good workout, I thought as I wondered when he’d return.Looking at my clothes, a dark knock-off suit I’d bought to get this position, because I’ll wear it today.And if anyone was crude enough to ask where I purchased it, I wouldn’t have to lie.
Did Mason sign off on a bonus I could only dream of because he thought I was wearing my father’s hand me down?Yes, I needed the money to purchase clothes.Well, that had been a lucky guess, and he was right.I couldn’t go to that party with secretaries making in the six-figure range wearing a suit from the Men’s Warehouse.Is that store even open any more?
Instead, I had gone to Macy’s to purchase a suit that appeared to be something my father would choose.It was a sensible three-piece dark blue suit a man in his sixties would have been proud to wear, but I was in my twenties.I would have done better to go to the Men’s Warehouse.
Thinking about this had me smiling because it worked in my favor, or was it me that caught Mason’s attention and not that loser standing before him with “the mesmerizing face and beautiful hard young body and strong cock.”His words not mine.
I reached the subway station and hurried along through swarms of men and women rushing into the subway where everyone stepped into a train going to work on Monday, hoping that it wouldn’t stop where I’d be late, or the train wouldn’t stop because of some ungodly accident.
That was all I needed was to be late on my first day on the job because heaven knew what people would think.
I couldn’t get a seat this time of the morning and didn’t need one, therefore I stood with the train jerking into each stop and me lurching forward.I tried reading the morning paper of the guy facing me, but my stop came quicker that I had expected and I could read only the headlinesAI is Replacing Attorneys.What the fuck?AI wasn’t news to me, that didn’t catch me by surprise, but it probably caught some of my former classmates.
Many of my professors preached about AI and how we needed to learn all we could on how to use it where we wouldn’t get replaced.Some of their students took that to heart and started using it to write their papers, until they realized that half the class turned in the same papers.
And then there were students who weren’t listening and declared Professor Steven as preaching gloom and doom, and especially the millennials, and how it would erase our jobs one day, and I guess that day had come, but I thought I was ready if it did.
I tried to get ahead of the curve and realized I needed some kind of training in AI, and I took courses on how to use it, and I followed up with those professors who offered those classes.After completion of the courses, I felt I was ready to take it on.Yes, I had been ready for AI, but not for what I would walk into early in the morning when I strode into Halifax and Mason.
It became apparent if I didn’t learn how to use Artificial Intelligence to help me write legal briefs, I too would be looking for a job sooner than I expected, but I thought it wouldn’t be this soon, I guessed as I stepped into the elevator with dudes I’d met only recently at the Christmas party nights before.They nodded and I got no vibes that my life was about to change overnight as quickly as it had previously.
I waited, then stood to the side and let everyone off the elevator before I strode into the law offices of Halifax and Mason because I wasn’t in a hurry, after all I might have been the first lawyer into the office.
For some reason I didn’t want to be the first.Maybe I had seen too many black and white westerns where they sent out a scouting party, and the men never came back.That was my doom and gloom scenario which took me back to my childhood of being the first to stand up in front of my high school class and declare that I was gay, and I was in love with the star quarterback.Needless to say, that didn’t go well.
It had been just as Marty and Tyler had said, only it appeared much worse.
Eyes dropped as if they had seen what had transpired in Mason’s bed.The rough sex we had engaged in that had been refreshing and exhilarating not to mention so damn sexy I had to play that moment when Mason got on all fours, and I placed my palms on his ass cheeks and slapped them leaving my fingerprints on his smooth pink ass.It was then I stroked my length—
“Mr.Clayton.”The secretary whom I couldn’t remember her name, and if she hadn’t been gazing at my papers on her computer would never have remembered me either.
