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Mr. Calendar Chapter Six - Club
Please note: (18+) This story includes adult content that may not be suitable for younger readers.》
I burst into the office I share with Remy and she looks up at me with a startled look as I lean against my side of the desk. My hands are shaking I'm so... excited? Floored? Shocked?
"What the hell is wrong with you! What happened?" Remy asks pushing up from her chair with a startled expression.
The woman would literally try to knock someone out for me if I only asked. I shake my head at her and flop down in my chair. "I need a drink. A really really strong drink."
Remy frowns and perches her rear end on my side of the desk and folds her arms. "Not until you tell me why the hell you just burst in here like your ass was on fire. What the heck did Kristian want?"
"He offered me a position," I answer, holding the next bit until she's had a moment to process what I've said and then add, "And I took it."
She tilts her head and holds her hands out. "Please tell me it wasn't a sexual position."
"Oh my God! You did not just go there!"
"I was just joking," she says waving her hands between us and then grips the edge of the desk. "So, what did he say?"
I lean my head back against the headrest of the chair and tell her about the position, omitting the one request I'm not entirely comfortable with. "Have you seen the inside of his office?" I finally ask her.
"I've been in a few times, but not since he started renovating, which by the way, only came about after he got his divorce. The only brother I know to have an assistant, is Kade, but she's his wife. Her name is Jade and she is a wonderfully sweet person if you ever get to meet her," Remy says.
I glance over to my computer, checking the time, and look back at her. "Your off the hook, by the way."
She looks confused for a second and then checks the time herself. "Oh, shit!"
She starts to stand and I sit up, holding a hand out, and she pauses. "It's fine. Kristian talked to his father and it's fine until Monday."
"How'd he manage that?" she asks, her dark brown brows lowering in confusion.
I pull the card he gave me from my back pants pocket and hold it up between us. "I need to buy a dress and your going to help me."
"Where did you get that and why am I helping?" she asks, suspicious...
I burst into the office I share with Remy and she looks up at me with a startled look as I lean against my side of the desk. My hands are shaking I'm so... excited? Floored? Shocked?
"What the hell is wrong with you! What happened?" Remy asks pushing up from her chair with a startled expression.
The woman would literally try to knock someone out for me if I only asked. I shake my head at her and flop down in my chair. "I need a drink. A really really strong drink."
Remy frowns and perches her rear end on my side of the desk and folds her arms. "Not until you tell me why the hell you just burst in here like your ass was on fire. What the heck did Kristian want?"
"He offered me a position," I answer, holding the next bit until she's had a moment to process what I've said and then add, "And I took it."
She tilts her head and holds her hands out. "Please tell me it wasn't a sexual position."
"Oh my God! You did not just go there!"
"I was just joking," she says waving her hands between us and then grips the edge of the desk. "So, what did he say?"
I lean my head back against the headrest of the chair and tell her about the position, omitting the one request I'm not entirely comfortable with. "Have you seen the inside of his office?" I finally ask her.
"I've been in a few times, but not since he started renovating, which by the way, only came about after he got his divorce. The only brother I know to have an assistant, is Kade, but she's his wife. Her name is Jade and she is a wonderfully sweet person if you ever get to meet her," Remy says.
I glance over to my computer, checking the time, and look back at her. "Your off the hook, by the way."
She looks confused for a second and then checks the time herself. "Oh, shit!"
She starts to stand and I sit up, holding a hand out, and she pauses. "It's fine. Kristian talked to his father and it's fine until Monday."
"How'd he manage that?" she asks, her dark brown brows lowering in confusion.
I pull the card he gave me from my back pants pocket and hold it up between us. "I need to buy a dress and your going to help me."
"Where did you get that and why am I helping?" she asks, suspicious...
