Elude [H.S.]

TWENTY-TWO

*TW: Mentions of sexual manipulation, brief domestic abuse, drug usage (cocaine)*

"Thank you, Theodore."

I pop out of the car - holding the container of brownies in my hands. I told Conrad I'd stop by the office at some point today to drop off a sweet treat for him. Making my way into the building, I smile at the receptionist in the lobby before making my way into the elevator. I hit the button for the appropriate floor and ride up, bottom lip tucked between my teeth.

Being here meant that I needed to do my best to avoid Harry. It's been two weeks since I've seen him and I really don't want today to be our first run in. He hasn't tried to reach out to me and I hadn't tried to reach out to him.

It was for the best.

Things at home with Conrad had been going well. He was still trying to help out with dinner as much as possible and he hadn't been going out in the evenings like he used to. It was nice. It felt like he really wanted me and wanted to be at home for us to be able to create a life together.

The elevator doors open and I see a new receptionist behind the desk. He was telling the truth - he really did fire Heidi. The woman behind the desk looked more middle aged and I think she's probably the oldest receptionist Conrad has had since I've known him.

I make my way down the hallway and to Conrad's office - tapping my knuckles against his door since he was sitting down at this desk on the office phone. His eyes meet mine and he gives me a soft smile.

"Yeah, Dave, yeah...I'm gonna have to go call you back."

He hangs up the phone and stands - his smile widening as he approaches me. "I brought you those brownies," I say before he wraps an arm around my waist and leans down to press his lips against mine.

"As happy as I am about the brownies," he starts once he pulls away from lips, his hand creeping down from my waist to my ass - giving it a squeeze. "I'm happier about you."

I shake my head at him and he shuts the door. "Are you going to try one?" I ask, extending the container to him.

"Later. But for now..."

Conrad takes the container of brownies from my hands and sets it on the desk before he reaches forward - pulling me towards him. I gasp in surprise before I feel his lips crash down onto mine again. His hands roam up and down my sides as he walks us backwards until the back of my legs hit the couch in his office.

He leans me back a bit so I can lay against the pillow on the couch. I follow his motions, doing my best to keep up with his quick body that's moving against mine. Hovering over me, he begins to kiss down the side of my neck, hand creeping up underneath the sweater I have on.

"Conrad," I giggle, bringing my hand down to push gently against his so it leaves the skin of my torso. "Not in your office. What if someone needs you or someone walks in?"