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I didn't realize how much fun he'd actually be when I accepted the dare to stay with Ryan practically the whole weekend. Aside from the fantastic sex we had, we also did other things, like have a dance-off, which he was beyond amazing at, and we even played video games together. He didn't know who he was challenging to a game of Strip Street Fighter.

I let him win the first two times, but then it was on. I beat him to the point that he couldn't take anything else off while I still had my bra, panties, and socks on. He kept saying I was just lucky with my button smashing techniques, and that he hadn't played in a while, so he was out of practice.

Then as his consolation prize we had another mind blowing sex session on his couch. This led to him insisting that we go somewhere for dinner.

I wasn't altogether comfortable with the idea. I reminded him I wasn't his girlfriend, and we weren't dating. He assured me that he agreed and that he was content with not having a girlfriend. But he also never really got to go eat at the surrounding restaurants because he never had anyone to go with. I told him it wasn't my problem. But of course, in the end, I caved and agreed to go.

We ended up going to a hole-in-the-wall restaurant. It was run by an old German couple. I didn't think I'd like German food, as I never really had it before. But Ryan ordered for us. We shared a sausage sampler that sat on top of sauerkraut, some of their house-brewed beer, and huge soft pretzels with a melted cheese sauce infused with beer from their in-house brewery.

The food was delicious. It was also entertaining. Especially when I got to see Ryan's priceless reaction as I stabbed my fork into a sausage link and brought it to my mouth, only to bite off the tip. He winced, and we burst out laughing together.

As we walked back to his apartment, in the cold, I walked close to him, barely brushing his arm against mine. He tried to put an arm around me, but I wouldn't allow him to touch me or hold my hand in public, which he tried to do. This was not the same Ryan I met almost six months ago. He was more like the Ryan I remembered in college. This was definitely the Ryan I preferred.

His phone rang. He pulled it from his back jean pocket and glanced down at the caller ID. He looked at me for a moment, then answered. "Hey, Mom!"

I felt awkward listening to him talk to his mother, so I used the time they spoke, to check my phone to see if I had any messages from Sasha or Eric. I actually had a missed call from both of them, followed by texts.

SASHA: Just wanted to check on you and find out what happened last night. I want deets soon.

I shook my head and responded that there was nothing to tell her. Which there wasn't, for now at least. I wanted to keep this to myself as long as possible. The less she knew, the less she'd have to lie for me.

ERIC: Stopped @ home to get a change of clothes. Thought I'd C U but guess ur w/ Sasha 4 dinner. ❤️U. Will keep you updated if I will B home 2morrow nite.

My heart raced when I saw that he mentioned he swung back home. Though it was a Saturday night, so it wasn't uncommon for me to be out. I looked over at Ryan, who was still talking to his mother. Actually, more like responding to whatever she was asking him with one-word answers. Then I turned back to my phone and texted Eric to let him know I was out with Peggy and Ashlee. I kept it vague as I knew if I gave him too much information, it would be out of character and be cause for suspicion.

I put my phone back in my bag as we reached Ryan's building. He looked at me as he ended the call. "I have to go, Mom. I have a friend with me right now and don't want to be rude,"..."Yes, I have friends,"..."I'll see you later,"... "Love you too. Bye." He looked at me and saw a funny look on my face. "What is it?"

"You called me, your friend." I poked him in the arm with a victorious grin. The same doorman from the other night swung open the entrance for us.

We walked to the elevator, and the doorman stood by the front door this time instead of pushing the call button for us. We stepped in, and Ryan pressed the twentieth-floor button. When the door closed, he turned and scooped me up in his arms. "You're probably my best friend right about now."

I grinned. With my arms wrapped around his neck I guided him down for his lips to kiss mine. We almost didn't hear the elevator door open on his floor. But as the door was closing again to go back down, he kicked his foot out to stop it. He finally pulled away from the embrace and led us back into his apartment.

We spent the rest of the night exploring each other in many ways until we passed out.

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Ryan was resistant to let me go home the next morning and tried to convince me to stay the rest of the day. He said he didn't want the magic of the moment to end. I assured him that there would be more chances, which seemed to satisfy him.

By the time I arrived home, it was early afternoon. Eric still wasn't back, as expected. I was grateful to have some alone time. I caught up on my usual weekend chores, including cleaning, laundry, and dishes.

When I was done, I called Eric to check on him, since we hadn't really talked since I left his office. When I heard his voice greet me, I realized then that I actually missed him. How could I miss him but also be missing Ryan too? How could I possibly have similar feelings for both men?

He and I talked for a while, though a lot of it I couldn't recall what it was, as he kept bringing up work issues that made no sense to me. But again, he still appreciated that I was a listening ear. He thanked me for being so understanding and that I was the best fiance for not giving him a hard time about not coming home. He promised he was going to make it up to me on Monday after the first day of trial was over.

I knew I was far from the best anything, to Eric at that moment. That night, while watching TV, my mind kept battling with itself. As much fun as I had with Ryan, I didn't see that there could really be any future for us. But did I even want that? I knew I could see a future with Eric. But did I want that too? I mean, my actions since California would suggest otherwise. But when talking to Eric or being around him, I felt happy. Ryan made me happy lately, but was it going to be short lived? And what would it be like working with Ryan going forward?

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On Monday, I walked into the office, feeling slightly nervous. This was going to be my last week of officially working with Ryan. I felt a little less nervous when he walked into work, an hour after I had already been there, and greeted me with a knowing wink. I was grateful that we were both pretty busy and didn't get much of a chance to talk or be alone. 

I spent most of the morning finishing up some of my tasks that were left open from before our trip to California. I followed up on emails and calls to some of our other clients around the country. I informed them that going forward, they would be working with Peggy as Ryan's new assistant.

I made sure to copy her on all the emails that day to keep her in the loop. After sending a couple of them, she responded to me personally. She mentioned how excited she was for me to be growing in the company. She mentioned she wanted to treat me to lunch that day. I couldn't say no.

We decided that we both wanted to eat at Hannigan's. Peggy ordered a salad and soup combo, while I ordered a salad and sandwich combo.

"So, you're really not upset with me for Adam moving you over to work with Ryan instead?" I asked halfway through lunch.

"As if! I've worked for Adam for like almost nine months. He's been great and all, but I'll admit, it'll be nice to not work as hard, working for Ryan." She slurped her soup. I noticed her California Valley girl slang caught my ear. Having just come back from California, it was amazing how over there, Peggy would sound like everyone else.

"Is Adam that demanding?" Curious to know what I was really getting myself into.

"He's definitely like the hardest working Herman out of all the brothers. Probably more than like his father too. He like never stops." Peggy paused at my terrified expression. "Oh, girl! Don't worry. I'm sure it'll be totes different for you since you'll be like an apprentice and all. What does that mean anyway?"

I shrugged. "I think it's essentially a glorified assistant. Though, according to Google, I should hopefully head more projects as opposed to just setting up meetings for them."

"That's seriously awesome, Vicky." Peggy nodded. "So, tell me. How is Ryan in bed?"

Her question caught me off guard and made me choke on my sandwich. "Excuse me?" I coughed, trying to clear my throat and get some air. I gulped down my water, after my coughing fit and looked at Peggy seriously. "Ryan and I are not having sex."

"Really? I thought like all the assistants had sex with the Herman brothers." She looked honestly confused. "Is he gay?"

"Wait, are you having sex with Adam?" I didn't want to answer her question. I figured turning it around on her would help avoid the topic of Ryan and his sexuality.

I looked at my half-eaten sandwich, feeling cautious about taking another bite. I decided it was probably safer to move over to my salad if Peggy and I were having a sex talk.

"Uh, duh." She nodded. "Well, we were. He told me on Friday that it has to end since I'd be Ryan's assistant now. And he said he doesn't like to share. Which makes sense. Like, I've had sex with multiple guys, but never brothers. That would just be weird. Right?" She was so casual about it. I started thinking of Natasha then too and wondered if all California girls were okay with just having sex with whoever was around.

"Didn't Mrs. Turner tell you not to have sex with your boss?"

"I feel that she has to say that. For like HR purposes. After all, she's one to talk. She's been fucking Mr. Herman Senior for decades." Peggy kept eating her food as if what she was telling me was old news.

"Seriously! How do you know this?" I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

"Adam and I walked in on them at the Christmas party." Peggy looked at her watch. "Shit! We gotta go. I have a meeting with Adam and Peter in twenty minutes."

We put on our coats, collected our lunch, and threw them in the trash on our way out the door.

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While trying to work on actual work for the rest of the day, I kept thinking about what Peggy said. Questions started clogging my mind. Was Adam going to expect me to have sex with him? Or would it be different because I wouldn't really be his assistant? Would Peggy start having sex with Ryan? Would Ryan want to have sex with Peggy? Would he have to have sex with her so his brothers wouldn't think something was up?

I was thankful when the day was coming to an end. I was also glad that Ryan had meetings with his father and some clients away from the office. As much as I wanted to see him, I knew I had a lot to process, and I wouldn't be able to think with him around.

I shut down my computer and got on the elevator. I checked my phone to see a message from Eric.

ERIC: First day was awesome! I can't wait to tell U about it 2nite. 💋 Don't pick up anything. Meet me for dinner at Old Asia New Asia.

ME: Can't wait. I'm on my way.

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