*Stalker*

Chapter 16 *Cat got your tongue?*

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Hot steaming coffee, made Monday morning bearable,barely but James wasnt greedy. Insatiableness was far away from his persona. He never wanted much. Didnt ask for the impossible. And he proclaimed more things unreachable than common people. This trait made him into a weakling since childhood, according to his brother. James was able to feel satisfied with smaller amounts of joy, than any of his family member. He tought of this ability of his as a bliss, while Tito hated this trait with hot flames of fire. James smiled while wondering.

Hatred. He was incapable of feeling any. There were only handful of people he held in his heart as loved ones, it was absurd to feel any kind of malice against them. The redhead treasured them with all of his mind, and heart, their faults made them just as beautiful as their best traits. And people outside of this imaginary circle didnt matter. No matter what they'd done, or how, they were just simply irrelevant, meaningless.  Maybe James was a heartless man after all. 

Staring straight into his hot, brown coffee, he sighed. "What's up, Jamey-babe? You seem out of it. "  

Sharon  came into the smoking room, started to make coffee for herself, hitting twice the machine, cursing. "Should I help?" 

Turning around Sharon smirked when steaming coffee started to pour into her mug. "I can manage alone anything, no need no man. " Winking.  James chuckled.

"Dont try to play me out, tough." She warned," Something's up, and I definitely want to know it." 

Oh, women. Sighed James. They are getting a sniff of a gossip, and jump all over you for the details. 

"I dunno, Im not up to anything." Answered James, innocently.

Sharon raised a brow, suspicous. " Always fooling everyone with that pretty clueless, harmless face of yours. " Shaking her head once," Come on, tell me." cooing, " You got your own place beside that bastard's office, and you are hiding here all morning." She wasnt that stupid, and this made James uncomfortable a lot. Sharon was a perceptive woman. Too much for James' taste. She had her ideas, but not the right pieces of the puzzle. Thanks, to James' talent of hiding. " He's acting like the asshole he is, right? " She nodded to herself, when James had choose to not react. " You didnt even want this shitty secretary job. I would be bumping with both of my fists on Ed's doors, If I were you. Better than getting depressed over tasks you dont want to do."

She could really cut close to the bone. Tough, what she had just pointed out , didnt really bother James. But she was close enough, too close to comfort. James shrugged." I'll get used to it." Play pretend. " Higher pay, and all." Pointing out the side effect of his new position, made Sharon wrinkle her nose in annoyance. 

"Lucky git." She mock-snapped. "No fair. I would sell my soul to the devil himself for a new Gucci. " James laughed, Sharon took her mug from the coffee machine, smirking. "But I dont have the money." Sticking out her lips, making a face, she whined. 

"That's a serious problem you are dealing with." Mocked the redhead, and got a slap on his shoulder. Both of them laughed.

"You cant understand it, if you were woman then-" 

The door of the break room opened, and who else if not the almighty "Boss Daniel Evan Hunter" walked in. With a smug look, he always wore in the office. All the more since he became the lead man of the geek floor.

He glanced in the way of the pair of smokers, and walked over , lighting up his own cigarette. Staring openly his workers. 

Uncomfortable silence settled in the resting rooom. James started to fidget , nervously. They hadnt spoke with Dan, since the weekend. Since, the scene in the cramped stalll. His cock started to throb from the memory. He almost wanked himself blind the next day, while sniffling the ball of paper with Dan's cum. 

Sharon cleared her throat, defiantly. Her cold, vice like fury, she felt for Daniel was still alive and real, she got cheaten on, by the son of a gun after all. She refused to act like all of her workmates  in her department. Licking the boots of someone she could strangle in a spoonfull of water, wasnt her style. "What?"

Dan shook his head, seemingly amused by his ex reaction. One of the many. "Just thinking." His grin was nasty. " Having a relaxed coffee session, when you are supposed to finish your project in two hours. Reckless  from someone whose always running out of time." 

Sharon's face wrinkled, an angry frown on her forehead. There was one thing she wasnt good in, and the other poked on that fault .She swallowed the "Fuck you!" and nodded. "I will finish on time."

"Actually ," Dan sneered." that would be nice." 

James fell into panick ,when Sharon put out her cigarette, fuming silently and left. Shutting the door loudly, after herself.

"I'll fire her, if she fucks up again." Admitted Dan to the redhead, who was looking everywhere but not on the other. Voice neutral. 

James nodded. Knew the reasons behind the decision. He was the one gathering information about work perfomances after all. And Sharon was the lowest on the list. Too much mistake under her name. 

"You wont help her out, you are not her minion." Dan warned."Got it?"

James nodded again. Still avoiding eye-contact. Knew Sharon will make a fuss, if he says no. But he wasnt paired up with her anymore. And he wouldnt make Dan dissapointed for her sake . 

Daniel grinned,"Cat got your tongue?" Suddenly, he leaned close to the other. Close enough for James to breath in Dan's aftershave, and cologne. " I can see you're trying to avoid me." Voice playful. Face close."But thats a stupid attempt, little one." Teasing. Managing to make James flushed, and  bothered.  Leaning even closer ," I can catch you whenever I want to." Breath caressing James' ear. Making him gasp and lose his ability to speak. Daniel tough talking, was too precious. Hot. 

The other distanced himself, leaving a sense of longing inside James' body. He wanted more. This wasnt enough. He couldnt get enough. 

"Come to my office in ten minutes. Only if you want to play, though." 

James looked up finally, eyes meeting with Dan's. He gulped, but nodded. 

"Nice." Cheered mockingly Daniel, he was sure the redhead wouldnt say no. There was no way the other was capable of refusing him.  Enjoying the power he had over James, fuelled his decison to play with him. The redhead's affection, and obidience stroked his ego big time. Flarring up desire to take charge, and advantage of the other. Knowing he was superior , in every sense of the word. The gap between their positions just as wide, as the gap between their feelings. 

James watched as the brunette left, the room was all of a sudden a suffocating cage, holding him back. 

Started to count. Ten minutes. Ten minutes. Then what? Couldnt wait to find out.

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