Kitten

Chapter Twenty

Brandy

Denim hasn't been able to keep his hands off me for more than a minute. Whenever the opportunity opens, he's dragging me off to a private location for a quick make-out session.

More and more, I find a wandering hand inching up my shirt or skirt. "Mr. Lockwood," I say pushing his hand away. "We're at work." I shook my head.

It never really crossed my mind that our little make-out sessions aren't going to satisfy him much longer.

Frustrated and annoyed, he groans slightly moving back. "Brandy...no one's going to walk in. It's okay." He leans back in kissing my neck.

"You have a meeting in a couple of minutes, you can't be late," I tell him. I contemplated telling him right then and there, but I saw the look on his face. Denim's upset with me again. I bit my lip.

Fixing my skirt as he turns away from me, I slowly slid off the counter. Tapping his shoulder, Denim moves again. "Don't touch me right now." He storms out of the lounge without saying another word.

I frowned. Did I do something wrong?

Just like I'm supposed to, I waited a few minutes before leaving. I just stood by the door, watching the minute hand go around.

When Denim and I aren't sneaking off together, he's usually, now, sending me home early or telling me not to come in for the day. It's confusing. It's either I'm always around or not all.

Getting back to my desk, I sat down merely for a second before Denim walks over to me. He hands me a binder. "You can work on these from home."

I scratched my head. "I've only been here less than 3 hours, I thought I had to-"

"-Brandy you can go home early it's fine. I'll pay you for the whole day." Denim chuckles.

"Um, Mr. Lockwood...I-I don't understand why you keep sending me home early. Am I not doing my job properly? I can change that."

He doesn't say anything. Hesitating. That means yes. "It's alright. I understand." I tell him.

"Brandy it isn't like that." He whispers. Waiting briefly as others walk past us, he kept his eyes on me. "You're doing fine around here. I told you that. You just don't need to be in the office all day." Denim explains to me.

Even though I'm drained of all my energy, I still didn't want to go home. I hate it there. It's lonely and always cold. "I can finish it here while I still have the resources."

"Didn't I give you a work laptop?"

I nod. "Y-yes."

Denim picks up his phone. He glances over his shoulder before leaning in to plant a soft kiss on my cheek. "I'll call you later after my meeting. Okay?"

I nod again. "Yes, Mr. Lockwood."

Maybe it wouldn't be such a bad idea to go home early. I could get a little more work done now that Denim won't be trying to sneak me off somewhere with him.

Walking through the lobby, laughing and smiling, Poppy walks alongside Madison and her friends. I continued walking, hoping to get by unnoticed. She looks so happy.

Going through my bag, I searched for my wallet as it contained my bus pass. "Missing something?"

Turning around, I nearly bumped into Marcus. "Oh, Mr. Dorrian. I'm sorry. I-I didn't see you there."

He flashes a little smile. "Since you did such a great job for me the other day, running some paperwork down to finance, I was thinking you could do it again for me. This time make sure Gage Teoh receives it. He's the only competent one." Marcus hands me another envelope.