Page 51 of City of Sin (Men of Manhattan 1)

"I wasn't thinking anywhere. You're the one that sent him the message. I'm just going to tell him I..." I couldn't even think of an excuse. I couldn't say I sent it to the wrong person. And I had no idea what I could say I meant to say instead. I was screwed. I gulped, thinking of Mason screwing me.

"How about the mailroom?"

"I'm not going to have sex with him in the office."

"But you are going to have sex with him outside the office?"

"I don't even know yet. He said he wanted to take things slow."

"Well apparently he doesn't really want that." She nodded to my phone.

"Maybe he does. He didn't even respond to you. You probably freaked him out."

"Or he's too busy running over here to respond. Or maybe he's buying condoms. You should unbutton the top few buttons of your blouse."

"No." I put my hand over my chest. "And when he gets here, I'm just going to tell him you sent those messages."

"What is so bad about having sex with a super hot guy in the mailroom?"

"Everything. We could get caught. And I could get fired."

"So...no protests to the actual sex part? I knew it. You totally want him."

"That doesn't mean I can't wait until we're alone. In a bed. I'm not a sex addict." Mason had jokingly called me a sex addict. Shit. Am I one? Kendra was right. I did want him. And I was kind of excited that he was coming here.

"I can't believe you want to have sex with him. I'm so excited for you."

"You're being weird."

"I'm not. Please unbutton the top two..."

"No."

"Bee, you should flaunt what you have." She reached toward my shirt again.

"Stop trying to touch my breasts."

Kendra laughed. "Then move your hand."

Chapter 32

Mason

She was just fucking with me. Besides, asking and begging were two very different things. Jumping the gun too early was counterproductive. Especially if I wanted to have her more than once. And after putting in all the work, it was definitely looking like I'd want to reap the reward for awhile. At least until I found something better.

"Number 69."

That's appropriate. "Thanks," I said and grabbed the bag off the counter. I tossed some money in the tip jar and walked out into the cold. There was a gala at the end of the week that I was going to invite Bee to. That would be the night that I'd finally have her. Until then, it was teasing only. If she wasn't begging me by Saturday, I'd just have to give in. Besides, one night with me and she'd be hooked. I would be able to have her whenever I wanted. That was worth a week of hell.

I opened up the door to the building that Kruger Advertising was located in. Compared to Blue Media, it was a small organization. I used to scoff at them. But now that I wanted to start my own agency, I saw it in a different light. It would be competition to me. And I'd need to crush them. I got onto the elevator and pressed the button for the 14th floor. Bee would lose her job once I ran them out of business. There were other ad agencies in the city, though. She'd be able to find a new job. Besides, I'd be long done with her by then. She wouldn't be my problem anymore.

Or I could just hire her to work beneath me. I shook away the thought. That was a lawsuit waiting to happen. I stepped off the elevator and turned the corner.

Kendra, the woman I had talked to outside of Carter's apartment had her hand on top of Bee's breasts.

Maybe Bee was even kinkier than I had realized. I wasn't opposed to fucking both of them. Just the thought made me start to get hard.

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