assistant » jack gilinsky

twenty five

my eyes flutter open and i check the time. my eyes nearly pop out when i see it read 10:43. i start to pop out of bed, but am tied down with muscular arms around me. skin on skin. a low hum is heard and i instantly relax.

"don't we have to get to work?" i ask him.

"i'm sure skipping another day won't affect anything." he replies.

i feel vibrations run through me as he talks. his lips press a kiss against my shoulder blade and i turn to face him.

"i didn't know you stayed the night." i say to him.

"i didn't want to leave after we did the deed because then you might've taken it the wrong way."

he's most likely right. if he left, i would've thought that i was just something he needed pleasure from.

"you're not going to be an ass afterward, right?" i ask and he shakes his head, smiling.

my phone begins to ring and i groan, reaching for it. i slide answer and reagan begins to talk on the phone.

"come and meet me and my boss for lunch." is the first thing she says and i'm taken aback.

"what? why?"

"i don't know. i want you to meet him. this is the only way i can get you to meet him." she admits.

"what if i don't want to meet your boss?" i question.

reagan snorts, "you will and you are going to. i'll text you the deets."

before i can refuse and open my mouth, she hangs up. i huff and roll my eyes, slapping my phone back down on the night stand.

"whoa, you okay?" jack asks me.

i look up at the ceiling, "yes. my friend just got this new job and she wants me to meet her boss."

"oh, yeah? where does she work?" he asks me.

my eyebrows pull together. why does he actually sound genuinely interested in my personal life?

"something like wilkins or whatever." i reply, not able to remember the specific name.

jack tenses, "wilkinson?"

my brain lights up right away. yeah, that was the name!

"yes. how do you know about him? are you secret frienemies?"

he chuckles, "no, he's one of my good friends. he's not necessarily the best guy and i don't really want you to meet him. just in case he sweeps you off your feet and takes you away from me."

"wow... you're friends with hot and successful guys? hook a girl up." i whistle through my teeth and he scoffs in response.

"to hell like i'm going to hook you up with one of my friends." jack mocks.

"clingy already?" i challenge. "i like it."

i just can't fathom how bipolar he is. he can be sweet sometimes and then rude half a second later.

"let's go to the lunch." i tell jack and in the corner of my eye, i see him shake his head. "aw, why not?"

"hate to break it to you, sweets, but i just want you to be a good friend. let your friend know that sam, her boss, is going to get in bed with her and then fire her."

i move away from him a little and get a clear view of his face. it looks like he told the complete truth and didn't just spit a bullshit lie.

"what? wait... was that your intention too? you boys tend to do the same things together-"