do.
"I don't know what to do about my job," I say bluntly, surprising both of us. His body tenses briefly, then relaxes again.
"What's wrong with your job?" He asks gently. "I thought you liked it there."
"I do," I start. "I mean, I did. It's just, today was awful. And it's not really the first time something like this has happened. I'm just not really sure where to go from here."
"Well," he says slowly, choosing his words carefully. "You have options, Vi." I remember his offer from the other night, about becoming his social media manager. I'd be great at it. I really would. The only thing that held me back from accepting his offer was my current position. Now, just days after meeting Sean, I'm honestly considering it.
Can I really take another month, another year, another ten years of being treated like my opinion doesn't matter when it comes to my position?
"The job at Strongdelt," I say out loud. He nods.
"I realize that I offered you a temporary freelance position, but if you feel like you're ready to make a change, I'm sure we could make it a permanent job, Violet."
When I look up into his eyes, they're serious. Sean doesn't mess around when it comes to his company. His father built Strongdelt Robotics from the ground up and he's not going to do anything to mess that up. If Sean Moormead is offering me a full-time, created-just-for-me job, it's because he thinks I'll do a great job.
Part of me feels like I should immediately accept. Part of me feels like it would be insane to say "no" to something like this. After all, he's offering competitive pay doing something I really want to do. And I get the feeling that working for Sean is not going to be anything like working for Timothy.
Or Jason.
I shudder just thinking about tomorrow and how he's going to respond to the proposal I put together.
"What?" Sean senses my frustration.
"I spent the whole day working on a presentation," I tell him. "I spent my entire day, lost out on a date with you, and I'm worried that it's going to be for nothing."
He doesn't say anything. He doesn't push me to accept his offer. Instead, he wraps his arms around me tighter and strokes my hair, letting me know where I belong.
For the first time in a very long time, I feel safe. My mom used to hold me this way when I was scared or searching, when I felt lost. And now Sean is touching me the same way. He's accepting me. He's making me feel like I'm special. He's making me feel like I matter. He's making me feel like no matter what I say, he's still going to want to be around me.
I lean up and kiss him. His eyes flash with surprise for only a second before they turn dark. He lets out a soft growl as he grabs me closer and kisses me hard. I open my lips to let him in and he doesn't hesitate, taking me.
This is a man who knows what he wants and who isn't afraid to get it.
Only, I remember for a second, he said there were things I needed to know about him. I wonder for just a moment what Sean's dark secrets are, what things he's keeping to himself that no one knows about.
What is it that haunts Sean Moormead in the dead of night?
What is it that makes him scared when he's alone?
What secrets is he hiding in the dark, hoping to forget?
But then he bites my bottom lip softly, bringing me back to reality, and I forget that there are any secrets. Instead, I'm just wrapped up in him. My hand rests on his thigh and I want to move it higher. I want to feel if he's hard for me while we kiss. I know it's not proper or appropriate to grope your boyfriend on your first night together, but, I reason, he's already seen me naked. It would be rude not to return the favor.
And so, by the flickering fire in the stillness of the evening, the whiskey still burning softly in my belly, I slide my hand up to Sean's dick. If he's surprised, he doesn't show it, nor does he push my hand away in an attempt to be a gentleman. He just opens his mouth and hisses my name the way I've been wanting him to, the
"I don't know what to do about my job," I say bluntly, surprising both of us. His body tenses briefly, then relaxes again.
"What's wrong with your job?" He asks gently. "I thought you liked it there."
"I do," I start. "I mean, I did. It's just, today was awful. And it's not really the first time something like this has happened. I'm just not really sure where to go from here."
"Well," he says slowly, choosing his words carefully. "You have options, Vi." I remember his offer from the other night, about becoming his social media manager. I'd be great at it. I really would. The only thing that held me back from accepting his offer was my current position. Now, just days after meeting Sean, I'm honestly considering it.
Can I really take another month, another year, another ten years of being treated like my opinion doesn't matter when it comes to my position?
"The job at Strongdelt," I say out loud. He nods.
"I realize that I offered you a temporary freelance position, but if you feel like you're ready to make a change, I'm sure we could make it a permanent job, Violet."
When I look up into his eyes, they're serious. Sean doesn't mess around when it comes to his company. His father built Strongdelt Robotics from the ground up and he's not going to do anything to mess that up. If Sean Moormead is offering me a full-time, created-just-for-me job, it's because he thinks I'll do a great job.
Part of me feels like I should immediately accept. Part of me feels like it would be insane to say "no" to something like this. After all, he's offering competitive pay doing something I really want to do. And I get the feeling that working for Sean is not going to be anything like working for Timothy.
Or Jason.
I shudder just thinking about tomorrow and how he's going to respond to the proposal I put together.
"What?" Sean senses my frustration.
"I spent the whole day working on a presentation," I tell him. "I spent my entire day, lost out on a date with you, and I'm worried that it's going to be for nothing."
He doesn't say anything. He doesn't push me to accept his offer. Instead, he wraps his arms around me tighter and strokes my hair, letting me know where I belong.
For the first time in a very long time, I feel safe. My mom used to hold me this way when I was scared or searching, when I felt lost. And now Sean is touching me the same way. He's accepting me. He's making me feel like I'm special. He's making me feel like I matter. He's making me feel like no matter what I say, he's still going to want to be around me.
I lean up and kiss him. His eyes flash with surprise for only a second before they turn dark. He lets out a soft growl as he grabs me closer and kisses me hard. I open my lips to let him in and he doesn't hesitate, taking me.
This is a man who knows what he wants and who isn't afraid to get it.
Only, I remember for a second, he said there were things I needed to know about him. I wonder for just a moment what Sean's dark secrets are, what things he's keeping to himself that no one knows about.
What is it that haunts Sean Moormead in the dead of night?
What is it that makes him scared when he's alone?
What secrets is he hiding in the dark, hoping to forget?
But then he bites my bottom lip softly, bringing me back to reality, and I forget that there are any secrets. Instead, I'm just wrapped up in him. My hand rests on his thigh and I want to move it higher. I want to feel if he's hard for me while we kiss. I know it's not proper or appropriate to grope your boyfriend on your first night together, but, I reason, he's already seen me naked. It would be rude not to return the favor.
And so, by the flickering fire in the stillness of the evening, the whiskey still burning softly in my belly, I slide my hand up to Sean's dick. If he's surprised, he doesn't show it, nor does he push my hand away in an attempt to be a gentleman. He just opens his mouth and hisses my name the way I've been wanting him to, the
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