Douglas Coleman's POV.

"Douglas, I am going to kill you!" Temah screams, lunging at me.

I catching her fists just in time.

"Woah, what is it?!" I ask alarmed.

"Look!" She exclaims, flinging her shirt open.

I raise an eyebrow at my extra girlfriend.

"What am I looking at?" I ask calmly.

She points at her neck.

"I've told you about doing things like this!" She whines and I see that she is complaining about the size of the rather big and incredibly purple love bite on her neck.

I try but fail to hold in a chuckle, which makes her seethe even more.

"Douglas Kwame Coleman! Be fuckin' serious! We have work today and I don't even think I have enough turtle necks to cover this shit up anymore you know?!" She says frantically.

I grin down at my tiny fireball of a woman.

Let's have some fun.

I step closer to her.

"No! Don't you dare think about fucking your way out of this one, you pervert!" She warns.

"What, I'm getting a good look at my work" I say, grabbing her hips.

She hits my chest.

"Be serious!" She shrieked.

I lean down and nip at the tender flesh, making her whimper.

"Douglas, stop!" She tries to chasten, but it comes out a soft moan, when I kiss her neck.

She pulls away completely, breaths becoming shallow as she becomes aware of our proximity.

But I step closer to her, pulling her back.

"Douglas, we have to go to work in an hour!" She warns, looking up at me and trying to find an excuse not to kiss me back.

I bite my lip, drawing her attention to them.

"What, would you rather I gave you hickeys, where nobody would see them?" I ask, grabbing her thigh and squeezing.

Her eyes widen.

"Douglas!" She gasps at my suddenly suggestive nature.

"Alright, I'll stop if you forgive me" I tease.

"Not a chance" she says stubbornly.

Oh, she thinks I'm playing!

I kneel down and part her legs.

"Do it" I say, lowly, getting my mouth closer to her legs, with a smirk.

"You're not gonna win!" She says folding her arms over her chest.

I lean closer and drag my tongue over a scrape of skin on her inner thigh.

"Douglas, stop!" She says.

"Tell me you don't like it" I respond, placing an open mouthed kiss on there.

"Doug, stop" she says, hand on the back of my neck.

Stop, huh?

I smirk and bite down, making her squeak.

"Douglas!" She gasps.

I start to kiss and suck, her inner thigh, using my forearm to pin her to the bathroom wall.

"Tell me you don't like it and I'll stop" I say, already knowing her answer.

"We need to get to work" she says, breathlessly, as I feel the skin start to bruise, under my mouth.

I pull away and kiss the skin, making her sigh.

"What are you wearing?" I ask, standing up as if I'm not the cause of her flustered state.

She walks into my bedroom as I fix up my shirt and tie, coming back in, a minute later.

^^ Temah's outfit.

My eyes immediately travel the length of of her body, stopping at her hips and thighs for a second, before moving on.

I nod in approval, not that she needs it, and she starts walking past me.

I give her ass a light slap as she walks past, and she chuckles, going out of the bathroom and out of my room.

She seems comfortable here.

What if...

I ask her to move in?

                                  ***

"Mr Coleman! Did you hear what I just said?" Marisa, one of the company's financial advisors, asks, snapping me out of my daze.

Temah has been on my mind all morning.

I've not seen her since we came into work, because I have had meetings back to back.

"Yes, Marisa. You told me that the company has come into the green and it will stay that way inevitably if we keep up the sales." I regurgitate.

^^ Marisa Agyepong

She nods.

"Just because you heard me, doesn't mean you were listening." She says with a sigh.

"Do you want to talk about it?" She asks.

I shake my head, no.

"I've just got a lot on my mind. It's nothing." I tell her.

She stares at me hard.

"Wanna grab lunch. Just us?" She asks hopefully.

I shake my head politely.

I already agreed to go eat with my girlfriend.

"I've got previous arrangements" I say truthfully.

She nods, a little disappointed.

"With who?" She asks.

None of your damn business is who!

I remain silent.

She nods.

"Is she pretty?" Marisa asks.

Beautiful. Stunning even.

Words don't do her justice.

"We'll discuss the rest of our financial later. I'm already late, to my lunch appointment" I say, looking at my watch.

She nods understandingly.

I grab my briefcase and start to head out, when she grabs my shoulder, making me stop to look at her.

"Maybe I can catch you for lunch another time?" She asks and I internally sigh.

Maybe not!

"We'll be in touch" I say, shrugging her hand off of me and walking out quickly.

The last thing I need is a pissed financial advisor.

Once I change a bunch of details and switch accounts, I will fire her.

She's getting on my nerves.

I knock on Temah's office door and open it, strolling inside to find her at her desk, typing furiously on her laptop, hair tied up and cardigan slack on her shoulders.

I grin slightly at the fact that she is working so hard.

I close the door behind me, making her look up at me briefly, before her eyes are back on her laptop.

"You're late, babe" she says, typing away.

I walk up behind her to see that she is typing up a report.

"I'm sorry, baby. My meeting took a little longer than I expected." I say.

Should I tell her about Marisa?

Nah, it's not that deep. I'll be fine.

I lean down and kiss her cheek.

She smells good.

"Where should we go?" She asks, instinctively leaning her head to the side to give me more access.

And then she wonders why I always give her fucking hickies.

"Where do you want to go?" I ask.

"There's this cute little cafe I saw on the way here" she suggests, but I'm now distracted.

"Or, we could eat in?" I say, kissing her in her soft spot behind her ear.

"Douglas, stop being nasty!" She giggles, shoulders shaking with laughter, eyes twinkling with amusement.

She's so perfect.

How did I get so blessed?

"I can't help it, Temah." I respond as if it's the most normal thing in the world.

She chuckles again.

"Let's get to the cafe, before we never leave" she says getting up and wrapping her arms around my neck.

I nod.

"I got you something by the way" she says into my ear, making goosebumps appear on my neck at her tone.

"Where is it?" I ask.

"You'll find out tonight" she responds, kissing my ear and then pulling away.

I grin and grab her hand and we walk out of her office and once we walk out of the building, we walk and chatter until we get to the cafe.

                                ***

"I swear it tastes nicer than it sounds!" I protest, trying to sell the idea of chicken foot soup to my skeptical girlfriend.

Temah wrinkles her nose in disgust.

"Absolutely not!" She responds, taking another bite of her chicken salad.

I chuckle, taking a sip of my coffee.

She giggles at me and I look at her.

"What?" I ask.

She reaches forward, grabbing my chin gently, pulling me forwards and kissing my sweetly.

I kiss her back as she bites my bottom lip, sucking on it gently.

I groan, at the fact that she picks out my weakness and that she pulls away straight away.

"What was that for?" I ask.

She licks her lips and and grins.

"The chilli sauce from your food ended up on your lip, so I thought I'd help out" she says with a shrug.

I chuckle.

"I should get food all over my face every time we eat together" I say.

She flushes and giggles at me.

Then she stops.

What is it?

I follow her line of sight and it lands on someone.

Marisa.

Her eyes are focused solely on me. 

And she's making her way over here.

Right.

Now.

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