“Uhh thank you but no. I'm swamped with paperwork. Sorry." I smiled but I could tell Maddie wasn’t buying it.
"It's buy one get one Margaritas, Sadie." Maddie smiled trying to convince me to leave the office.
"Drink some for me. I'm swamped, Maddie. I have to get this paperwork in by the end of the day, and although Mexican sounds great I just don’t have the time.” Trying to sound down about something when you really weren’t was harder than expected. I was lying through my teeth and I’m sure Maddie could see that that's exactly why she would make a great lawyer someday.
Maddie rolled her eyes, as if she didn’t believe me, “Whatever. I’ll bring you something back then.” She shot over her shoulder before walking away, to gather more employees for lunch.
With Maddie out of the way, I lifted my eyes to Cameron’s office door. The need to be close to him was consuming me. I needed to be near him, by body begged for his touch and my heart pleaded to hear his voice.
“I need those paper’s stat…” Then I heard his voice and my entire body lit up like a Christmas tree. I was drawn to him my eyes honing in on him across the office. Why I hadn’t realized he was out on the office floor I didn’t know, it probably had something to do with Maddie.
Cameron's eyes found mine in the crowd of workers, and a ghost of a smile lingered on his lips. He looked good enough to eat today and I wanted nothing more than to sink my teeth into him.
“Yes sir. I’m working on it.” Garret the employee he was talking to responded. Cameron lingered at his desk for a moment before he headed back into his office, a look on his face that told me I should leave my panties at the door.
I fidgeted in my seat, unable to focus on a damn thing but that man. My thoughts since the day he had called me into office always revolved around him. Then his text message from the night before where he told me all he could think about was me, made me wonder how much he missed me? What he was doing, and who he was with? Was he thinking about me too? Touching himself at the thought of me naked next to him?
“You sure you don’t want to come Sadie?” Maddie’s sultry voice met my ears as she called out from across the office. A large group of our co-workers were huddled around her.
“I’m sure.” I shot her down again. I knew what it was that I would be doing, better yet who I would be doing during lunch.
“Your loss.” She shrugged heading towards the elevator. Everyone she had gathered from our floor followed behind her leaving merely a handful of us behind.
I sat at my desk for a few moments, waiting for the perfect time to pounce. My legs wobbled, and my belly filled with butterflies as my heels clicked against the marble floor.
I stopped just outside his door, there was no one watching me from what I could see. Should I knock or just walk in?
“She’ll never find out Cameron…” I had pushed the door open a smidge, catching the words just as they left Dawn’s mouth.
“Catch what?” I pushed the door open all the way, making myself known. I couldn’t unsee the things that were going on right before me. Dawn was stripped down to nothing but her blouse standing directly in front of Cameron. The man I had wanted to claim as my own up until thirty seconds ago.
"Sadie…" I could hear the fear in Cameron's voice, and the grief-stricken look on his face. Dawn turned around, her legs spread wide open, a gleeful smile on his face. I could feel the tears stinging at the back of my eyes, but refused to let these two people see that pain they had caused me.
“Oh for the love of God. You didn’t actually think he only slept with one of us did you?” Dawn’s words were as bad as a slap to my cheek. The pain of what she said ripped through me.
“Shut the fuck up Dawn. You’re such a liar.” The growl that ripped from Cameron’s throat vibrated through me. He stood from his desk with purpose as he plucked Dawn’s skirt up off the floor and flung it at her.
“You’re fucking fired Dawn. Fired. Get the fuck out.” He ordered and I wanted to believe that he meant the things he was saying to Dawn that he was really firing her but a part of me, the part of me that I didn’t want to pay any attention to told me that maybe it was all an act. Maybe I was the one being played, and that hurt more than anything else he could say.
“Don’t stop on my account.” I held a hand up, turning on my heels. I could hear Cameron swearing under his breath but I didn’t care. All I could feel was the pain of discovering that I wasn’t the one, but merely another one. Another bimbo that fell into the trap, that thought maybe she could be loved by the millionaire.