Music City Dreamers by Robyn Nyx

Author:Robyn Nyx [Nyx, Robyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781635552089
Publisher: Bold Strokes Books
Published: 2018-12-10T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-three

Heather paced the office space nervously. Savana had specifically requested a top floor corner writing room for her and Louie to work, and that had resulted in the head of business affairs being “asked” to move to a different office. When he stomped in at nine a.m. to find everything had been moved, he’d termed the new space a “closet” and was further disgruntled when Heather explained that he’d have to put up with it for a month, possibly more. Closet was an inaccurate comparison since his new office was nearly two hundred square feet. It did lack the enviable floor-to-ceiling windows, but Heather had little sympathy for him otherwise. Her own office was big enough to fit her desk and two chairs for visitors, and if she were vulgar enough to try, she could probably spit and hit the wall opposite her desk.

In order to meet the requirements of the detailed list Joe had emailed her at one a.m., she’d been in the building since six and was on her third coffee by ten. She surveyed her hurried hard work and sipped on the milky drink, wishing she liked it stronger because she could use a more intense caffeine hit. She’d had to move practically all of the furniture herself, and her energy was running low since she’d only managed around three hours of sleep.

The sandman’s call had been muted by Heather thinking about making love with Louie. She’d given in to the temptation around two a.m., put fresh batteries in one of her trusty vibrators, and settled under the comforter to imagine Louie making love to her. She’d been soft and gentle, taking her time to discover everything that turned Heather on. When Heather’s silicone bullet finally gave her release, imaginary Louie had already exhausted her with five consecutive orgasms.

Her cell buzzed and drew her back into reality.

“Heather, I feel terrible. I think I ate some bad shrimp last night, and I’m paying for it. I’ve been up sick since three a.m., and I just can’t face coming in today.”

Heather fell back into one of the overstuffed suede sofas that had been top of Joe’s list, closed her eyes, and forced out a carefree tone. “That’s no problem, Savana. Do you need anything sent over?”

“Joe’s taking care of everything on this end, thanks. I hope you haven’t worked too hard on his list for the writing studio?”

Heather looked around the office. “Don’t worry. It was no trouble.”

“I’ve jerked a knot in his tail for emailing you so late. You’re not his personal assistant, and I’m sorry he did that. He swears he won’t do it, or anything like it, again.”

Heather smiled, grateful that the list wasn’t at her behest and for the promise of it not happening again. “I sure would appreciate that. Would you like me to let Louie know she shouldn’t come in?” Heather couldn’t suppress her disappointment that she wouldn’t be seeing her today but tried to keep it from tingeing her voice.

“I’d still like her to come in.

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