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“Thank you, sir.” Jamie heads back to his desk.
“Are you okay?” Liam asks.
“I’m fine. Thank you. I need to make a phone call.”
Liam nods once and walks back to his office. I pick my cell up and call Reece. “Hello,” she grumbles groggily.
“Did you go back to sleep?”
“Yeah, I did. I thought I wouldn’t hear from you again until I see you Thursday night.”
“There’s a small hiccup. I’ll have to see you Friday night instead.”
“Nope, sorry, I’m permanently unavailable Fridays, Saturdays and Sundays.”
“I saw you last Saturday.”
“That was an exception. I’m sorry, but no.”
“That’s not a word I hear often.” I wait on her reply. “Reece?”
“I’m not sure what to say to you, sir. Those are the days I’m completely unavailable. Would next Monday be convenient?” I don’t want to wait an entire week to see her. “I’ll dress like a slut for you,” she adds in a cute sultry voice making my cock twitch.
“Mark will pick you up at six.”
“Yes, Mr. President.” There’s a slight pause. “Can I go back to bed now?”
“Did you even leave it?”
“Well...” She snorts. “No, I didn’t.”
“Sleep well.”
“Thank you.”
I hang up again and get back to work. Though if I’m being honest, it’s fairly difficult to do when all I can think about is Reece, dressed like a slut, on her knees in front of me.
