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Anna chewed her lip thoughtfully. It was obviously a test but Anna wasn’t sure what he would accomplish with this - the relationship between them was awkward but not truly strained. They would maintain a professional relationship and that was it.
Responding to Carter was much easier so she texted: I Just wanted to enjoy my pastry while it was still hot, be back shortly!
Then she switched over to Josh’s conversation once more. Her fingers paused over the keyboard, debating on what to type.
Finally, she said: Hello, Mr Williams. Respectfully, I feel as though I’m the one who should be making an apology. My inability to hold my liquor meant that I said some things I shouldn’t have. I apologize if I offended you - Carter always says my lack of a filter is both an asset and a liability - this time it is the latter. Despite my untoward behaviour last night I assure you that I am capable of acting like a professional adult.
She sent that first message and then continued to ponder over his request to meet her to apologize. She did not feel that it was necessary but his text made it sound like less of a request and more of an unspoken demand - it was a test but she knew he had the potential to make her life hell if she didn’t agree. It might be seen as unprofessional to meet a man in his hotel room and Anna knew she really couldn’t trust him to behave, but if she stayed in the hallway it should be fine. She could stop and clear the air and be back upstairs within minutes.
Anna stood up with resolve. Carter was waiting for her and she was ready to spend the day with her man. She crossed the short distance to the hotel and double checked the room number he’d texted her. She was always someone to get things done relatively quickly so she strode down the hallway.
2007...2008...2009...2010...
She’d just raised her fist to rap on the door when a distinctly deep male groan sounded from within and she heard the words “Baby....suck...oh shit...” Anna froze, unsure of what to do. A familiar tone answered him back but Anna couldn’t place it for a few moments. She felt like a creep, but she wrinkled her nose and pressed her ear tightly against the wood trying to make out any further descriptors. Mostly all she heard was moans and grunts, both his and hers, but eventually she did hear the sounds of their fucking come to an end and Josh’s voice say, “we always have such a good time, Megan. I think this will be a wonderful fucking partnership!” He rumbled with a hearty laugh.
Anna jerked back from the door like she’d been burned. She didn’t know why, but the thought of them here together like this made nausea roll in her gut. She’d already suspected, but to have it confirmed for her in such a manner made her feel odd. She almost tripped on her own feet in her haste to turn and dash back to the elevator. She collapsed against the reflective glass inside and let out a sigh, clutching her rolling stomach.
With one hand, she held her phone up and texted I’ll be seeing you next week when you arrive in town, Mr. Williams. It seems you were a little busier than you let on. I’m okay with calling us even - if you still feel strongly about this feel free to text me later and we can set up brunch.
Happy with that, Anna returned to her hotel room. It was almost immediate that her phone went off but she ignored it for now, practically throwing herself at Carter and kissing him deeply. If he was miffed about her odd behaviour he didn’t show it, pulling her into his arms and wrapping his arms around her in a tight squeeze. After he released her, she pulled back to smile at him. She hoped it didn’t look as fake as she knew it was, still feeling that undescribable nausea in her belly.
A betting man would have told you it seemed an awful lot like jealousy. Anna would have denied that - that was preposterous! But it did feel like she was a teenager again and her best friend had stolen the boy she was crushing on out from under her nose.
But that was impossible. Wasn’t it?
Responding to Carter was much easier so she texted: I Just wanted to enjoy my pastry while it was still hot, be back shortly!
Then she switched over to Josh’s conversation once more. Her fingers paused over the keyboard, debating on what to type.
Finally, she said: Hello, Mr Williams. Respectfully, I feel as though I’m the one who should be making an apology. My inability to hold my liquor meant that I said some things I shouldn’t have. I apologize if I offended you - Carter always says my lack of a filter is both an asset and a liability - this time it is the latter. Despite my untoward behaviour last night I assure you that I am capable of acting like a professional adult.
She sent that first message and then continued to ponder over his request to meet her to apologize. She did not feel that it was necessary but his text made it sound like less of a request and more of an unspoken demand - it was a test but she knew he had the potential to make her life hell if she didn’t agree. It might be seen as unprofessional to meet a man in his hotel room and Anna knew she really couldn’t trust him to behave, but if she stayed in the hallway it should be fine. She could stop and clear the air and be back upstairs within minutes.
Anna stood up with resolve. Carter was waiting for her and she was ready to spend the day with her man. She crossed the short distance to the hotel and double checked the room number he’d texted her. She was always someone to get things done relatively quickly so she strode down the hallway.
2007...2008...2009...2010...
She’d just raised her fist to rap on the door when a distinctly deep male groan sounded from within and she heard the words “Baby....suck...oh shit...” Anna froze, unsure of what to do. A familiar tone answered him back but Anna couldn’t place it for a few moments. She felt like a creep, but she wrinkled her nose and pressed her ear tightly against the wood trying to make out any further descriptors. Mostly all she heard was moans and grunts, both his and hers, but eventually she did hear the sounds of their fucking come to an end and Josh’s voice say, “we always have such a good time, Megan. I think this will be a wonderful fucking partnership!” He rumbled with a hearty laugh.
Anna jerked back from the door like she’d been burned. She didn’t know why, but the thought of them here together like this made nausea roll in her gut. She’d already suspected, but to have it confirmed for her in such a manner made her feel odd. She almost tripped on her own feet in her haste to turn and dash back to the elevator. She collapsed against the reflective glass inside and let out a sigh, clutching her rolling stomach.
With one hand, she held her phone up and texted I’ll be seeing you next week when you arrive in town, Mr. Williams. It seems you were a little busier than you let on. I’m okay with calling us even - if you still feel strongly about this feel free to text me later and we can set up brunch.
Happy with that, Anna returned to her hotel room. It was almost immediate that her phone went off but she ignored it for now, practically throwing herself at Carter and kissing him deeply. If he was miffed about her odd behaviour he didn’t show it, pulling her into his arms and wrapping his arms around her in a tight squeeze. After he released her, she pulled back to smile at him. She hoped it didn’t look as fake as she knew it was, still feeling that undescribable nausea in her belly.
A betting man would have told you it seemed an awful lot like jealousy. Anna would have denied that - that was preposterous! But it did feel like she was a teenager again and her best friend had stolen the boy she was crushing on out from under her nose.
But that was impossible. Wasn’t it?
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