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Brooklyn's POV:

When we dropped Emmy off at daycare, she didn't even seem to care. She ran away when she saw the tank of fish and that was that.

I almost cried, but then realized I was going to my first day of work and couldn't ruin my makeup.

Because Emmy wasn't sad, like at all, I really wasn't worried. If she was crying and begging for us not to go, I wouldn't go. And I'd be crying with her. But she wasn't and everything is okay.

Except for that fact that two nights ago Fred knocked some guy out in the middle of Mr. Blackstone's retirement party.

Fred didn't seem to care. He really didn't. He said the guy was disgusting and he's lucky he just got one punch. He really is though because I've seen Fred best someone up and they didn't even say as much as he did.

But it's still a problem.

And there's one more.

I haven't been fucked in nine days.

It's horrible being so many days dry. I need to do something! Suck dick, get eaten, rubbed, fucked, anything.

"Are you nervous?" I asked Freddie once he pulled into his parking spot.

"No." He said.

"You sure?"

"Mhm. Get on my lap love."

"Why?" I asked as I clicked off my seatbelt and climbed over to him.

He ran his hands over my ass and up my back, then pressed his lips to mine. "Anyone makes you uncomfortable and you tell me right away. I don't care who it is."

"Okay." I whispered.

"You're going to be by my side the whole day anyways."

I didn't even try to hold back my smile.

"Yeah, thought you'd like that." He said with a snicker, then kissed me again.

When he pulled back, he pushed my hair over one shoulder, then pressed his lips to my neck, and the second I felt sucking, I gasped.

"Fred-"

"Quiet Bee." He mumbled against my neck.

I dropped my head back and groaned at the feeling.

I'm going to have a hickey on my collarbone and it's going to be very noticeable.

It took him two minutes to get a red mark on my neck, then he pulled back and admired his work. "What a pretty girl." He whispered. "You ready?"

"Yes sir." I said and nodded.

He patted my ass, then opened the door and I got out. He got out after me and locked the car. We had to walk around the building to get in the front, and the second me and Fred walked into the lobby, all movement stopped. Fred didn't even acknowledge it. He kept moving and took me with him.

When we got into the elevator, some guy slipped in, and when he looked up and saw it was Fred, he took a step back against the wall.

So this is going good.

When we got to the top floor, we were greeted by Mr. Blackstone.

"Good morning you two!" He said as we stepped off. "What a beautiful day it is today."

"Lovely." Fred mumbled. "I didn't know you'd be here today."

"Well I didn't either, but I thought, Charles, you better get in there and make sure Fred is okay."

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