Santiago runs his finger over my bottom lip and my red lipstick slightly smudges.
"Santi," I hiss. He leans down and nicks my bottom lip in return.
"It's Mr. Alvaro to you, secretary," he rumbles. He ran his hand that was resting on my hips down to...
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I close the door to my apartment with the biggest grin. Aolani and Desire look up from the couch with confused faces.
"Hey, guys," I say, my voice still hoarse.
Aolani arches an eyebrow as Desire smiles. "Hey, girl. I was wondering when you'd get here. It feels like it's been so long since we've talked."
I kick off my heels and walk over to the couch. I flop down on the couch unable to wipe off my grin.
"Did you just get fucked or something?" Aolani deadpans.
My cheeks heat up. "N-No! Of course not. I just came from...work."
Desire and Aolani give each other a look before looking back at me. "Work?" Aolani asks, raising an eyebrow. "Is that why your lipstick is smudged?"
My hand instinctively reaches for my lips before giving them a guilty look. I forgot to reapply in the Uber.
I was just too damn giddy.
Fucking Santiago and his damn amazing kissing.
"I drank some excellent coffee?" I tried my best to lie. Based on the looks they both gave me; I don't think they believed it.
I sigh. "Okay, okay, okay. If I tell you, this does not leave the room."
"Of course," Desire nods.
"Who would I tell?" Aolani asks.
"Don't give me that because you're one of the biggest gossips I know. Especially at work. And one of his best friends is your boss," I grit.
Aolani gives me a teasing look as her jaw drops. "Santiago fucked you? Is that why you were walking so funny?"
Desire gasps. "I didn't think you'd actually do it! I thought we were just gossiping and having fun."
"He didn't fuck me." Unfortunately. "But we did kiss."
Aolani doesn't respond as her jaw is on the floor. Desire squeals excitedly.
"Did you kiss him or did he kiss you?" she asks.
"He grabbed my hair and pulled me in but we both went in at the same time," I responded, cringing at how giddy I sounded.
"You kissed your boss?" Aolani asks.
Desire and I both stopped to look at her. She looked annoyed.
"Yeah....you sound angry," I noticed.
Aolani folds her arms. "Not angry. Just processing."
"Processing what?" I ask.
"How this is going to affect you," Aolani grits. "If you screw this up or if Santiago just feels like being a bitch one day, he could blackball you and ruin your career forever."
