112- For only one reason

I’m slowly losing control of my mind and this is a problem given the nature of this meeting. I return my attention to Sasha but he too, doesn’t seem to be in the mood for discussing business either. I resolve to bring all of this to an end as quickly as possible.
“If you hire them like this at your office Abbott, then I’m ready to sign everything to you right now, just so that I can pay visits to check up on my investment.” He winks at me.
I nod in response.
He then slaps me across the arm with a grating laugh. I can’t help but to glare at him.
“You don’t talk much do you young man?”
“I don’t,” I reply and walk ahead with my club to attempt my putt on the green. My strike pushes the ball right into the hole and as a result, I hear a little clap from her. To preserve my sanity, I ignore it and continue on my way.
Half an hour later, we’re at the last hole and the scores clearly indicate that I am in the lead.
Given that I’m here to discuss a very important business collaboration, it wouldn’t be wise to let the man lose so outrightly. But at the same time it wouldn’t help his ego either for me to pretend to fall back, just so he can win. So I turn to him and say, “I’m going to win this one. So how about we double the initially agreed pot, so that when we have a rematch, you’ll be extra motivated to win your money back?”
He regards me coolly. Then the light changes in his eyes and he bursts out into laughter. “You’re not even going to try to lose so that you can get my business?”
I position the head of the club at the ball, as I get ready for my strike. “Those kinds of antics are for people that have nothing to offer.”
“But having something to offer young man, isn’t the only thing at play in these dealings.” I hit the ball and it rolls straight into the final hole.

The game is over.
There’s a smile on my face as I straighten and turn around to face him. “It should be because that’s what truly matters. For instance before I left, I told my team to attack your system with a maze ransomware. Your internal security is currently battling with the service disruption to your banking and logistic clients.”
At my revelation, the shock that creeps onto his face makes the base of my stomach curl with excitement.

can barely respond. I realize now that this will be the second time I’m encased in Grady’s arms, and it is messing with my ability to breathe normally.
I know I’m playing a very dangerous game by still remaining here like this with him, but I don’t want to extricate myself from the sheer pleasure of this.
I do however want to hear it from the horse’s mouth. That he’s even a little bit as affected as I am. So before he falls any deeper into sleep, I part my lips and speak, “I should leave.”
It takes moments before he responds, and I don’t dare breathe until he does. He tightens his arms around me. “Why?”
My heart jumps in my chest. “Well work, tomorrow” “I’m your boss. You can come in late.”
My lips spread into a stupid smile that make my cheeks ache. I nestle even further into him.
He growls into my ear, “Stop. Unless you want to cancel our entire day at the office tomorrow.”
I muffle my laughter and it’s thereafter the easiest thing in the world to settle into his embrace and fall asleep
I listen to the gentle rise and fall of his chest against me, and it isn’t long before I join him in bliss. We are however rudely awakened by the sudden shrill of his phone, late into the night.
His movements fully rouse me, as with a groan he leans away to reach towards the nightstand for his phone. It is however not there, which is understandable since our clothes were discarded at the entrance to the bedroom
He pulls away from me and I instantly feel the chill of his absence. Sitting up, I reach for the covers to pull them up my body and watch as he retrieves his pants by the door. The call disconnects before he

can respond to it but he soon redials the number, and places the phone to his ear. I look around the dimly lit room solely and softly illuminated by the soft glow of the moon from beyond the balcony. I think of where my own phone has been discarded needing to know what the time is since there is no clock present.
“Sheriff?”
I listen to him speak, and that immediately gets my alarm bells ringing. Sheriff? I listen more attentively and although I worry that it’s a little intrusive, I assume he would have taken the initiative to move into another room if he truly needed the privacy.
Grady releases a deep sigh. “How is he now?” he asks. “Fuck,” he curses. I’m a bit taken aback by the frustration in his tone.
“Just a second, I want to check what the time is.” He starts to pull the lit screen away from his ear but then immediately returns it. “Alright, I’ll be there in about an hour. Thank you, Sheriff. Please keep an eye on him for me.” He ends the call, and for a few more seconds just stares straight ahead. Then he turns around to find my gaze in the dimness.
“Is everything all right?” I ask.
He comes over to me, gloriously naked and sits on the side of the bed. “It’s just ten minutes past 6,” he says. “Do you want to stay longer to sleep in or do you want me to give you a ride back home?”
“I’ll leave,” I immediately say and start to rise. “I’ll get a cab home, don’t worry about it.”
Then before I can move too far away, he grabs my arm and pulls me back towards him. For a while, he just stares at me, and I hate that the light is not enough to show the true emotions on his face.
“Grady,” I call softly. “Is everything okay?”
With a sigh, he brings my hand to his cheek. “No,” he says. “My dad was found passed out drunk next to a highway in Aurora.”
My heart seizes in surprise. I don’t know what to say to this so I instead lean forward and throw my arms around him for a hug. This pulls the fabric off my body as a result and leaves the both of us once again, skin to skin.
This time the heat we generate is mild but no less sweet and heart wrenching. “I hope he’s okay.” “He might not be,” he says. “After the scolding I’m about to give him.”

I smile but do not produce an actual laugh. Then I move away from him, but before I can think up my next action, he slants his head and begins to nibble softly on my bottom lip. This amuses me so I take the initiative to demand a complete kiss. Our tongues tangle against the other in a slow, sensual dance that has me reeling in no time. My heart begins to pump faster and my core tightens almost painfully as he has immediately awoken the need to have him inside me once again.
He soon breaks it off, but it results in a whimper from me. I place my hand on his chest and hide my face in his neck. I can’t get enough of this man and it makes me truly wonder if I will ever be sated.
“I have to leave soon,” he says. “Sleep in, and come to work a bit later. I’ll do the same.”
I shake my head and mutter into his skin, “We have Elaine’s new module presentation at 9 AM.” “Move that to the afternoon,” he replies. “I’m sure I have a free hour somewhere.”
“You do,” I respond.
“Tell her to just turn in the documents before then, and also to send a copy via email. I’ll study them when I get some free time during the day.
“Yes, sir,” I reply, and lift my gaze up to once again meet his beautiful blue eyes. Our voices are soft and low, and I’m certain that if someone else were in the room, they might not have been able to hear a word we have said to each other so far. This level of intimacy and closeness is staggering and enthralling. And it especially makes me wonder how I’m going to navigate speaking professionally to him after this. We both are truly playing with fire or—maybe it is just me.
“I’ll order some breakfast for you,” he says.
I shake my head and move to the edge of the bed. “No, I want to take a shower. This is usually when I get up anyway so that I can be in the office before eight.”
“Alright, let’s take one together then,” he says.