Deep investigation

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I woke up still trying to understand the night before, shifted in bed and turned to my side, George with his eyes open, staring at me.

"Good morning princess."

He said as he tucked a strand behind my ear and brushed the hair across my forehead.

"Good Morning."

I respond by stretching.

"What time is it? Aren't we going to be late?"

"Calm down, we still have a little time, and I want to stay in bed."

He wrapped his arms around me, I turned around and snuggled into his hug and cupped him.

I pulled out my cell phone to check the time like this.

"I would love to be in bed more, but we don't have that much time."

I turned to face him, and he was laughing.

"Don't laugh, you've worked there for years, it's okay to be late, but it's my second day."

"I tell Grasser that we got stuck in the traffic jam."

"Stuck together in traffic, on my second day?"

He laughed even more.

"I need to get up, have breakfast and stop by the hotel. I can't go to work in that dress."

"I wouldn't go with this dress if I wore you, well, I'd kiss and hug you the whole time and wouldn't care If someone is looking."

He got serious and then laughed again.

"George."

"You look so beautiful angry. I hadn't seen it yet."

I tried to get up but he held me in his hug, I tried to get out but the more I try to leave the more he squeezed me.

"That's not fair."

"Yes it's."

He was now kissing my neck making me shiver, I squirmed and felt him get turned on by it.

"Don't do this with me. I can't be late."

I was still facing him, and staring at him. My mind start to travel, but I still need to get to work.

"Going to work is so hard with you here."

He said as he caressed my face.

"You'll see me at work too."

"I know, but I can't kiss you and hold you there, and you're going to be dressed there."

"Speaking of which, we need to be discreet, and keep this out of work."

"I agree, but I confess that I would need to control myself to not kiss you all the time."

We had breakfast together, George made pancakes and toast, and he took me to the hotel to change my clothes, he wanted to wait for me and give me a lift, but I convinced him to go straight to the police station, so I could meet him there later. I went up to my room, took a shower and got ready, I had to put some concealer in my dark circles, to don't be so evident that I had almost no sleep. I put on dark jeans and a white shirt with a blazer, went downstairs and drove my rental car to the police station.

Arriving there, straight to the common room, and I found George and Candice having a cup of coffee.

"Then the amazing newbie arrived. "

Candice said while laughing along with George, my heart froze, I widened my eyes in amazement.

Did George just do all this to make me a laughingstock to them? Was it really just a prank call? How was I so stupid? I'm great at reading people, how did I miss it? Could it be that I was so blinded that I liked him at first.

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