Foreign Affairs |H.S.|

Chapter 42

Mia's P.O.V

I walked back to my office, slightly worn out from what just happened. I looked in my phone camera and readjusted my lipstick. I still felt the warm spot of where Harry's cum was on my stomach. I was honestly glad about what I did today. I mean, he probably would've tried something like that anyways, but I decided to bring it upon myself.

"I think you two should be a little more discreet," a female voice said, and I turned around to see Orian standing at the door with papers in her hand. God, was she always this nosy?

"Excuse me?" I answered.

"I heard you two," she smiled. What was she smiling about?

"Oh," I said blushing and looking down in embarrassment. The way she always seemed to be in on me and Harry's doings was beginning to piss me off. Why did she care so much?

"I know what you're thinking," she began, coming all the way into the office and closing the door. This was getting weird. "Excuse me for being so nosy," she continued. "Harry and I are very close." I immediately got jealous had at the thought. Wait, she wasn't one of the girls, was she?

"Harry and I have never done anything...intimate. We've basically grown up together, like best friends, but never anything serious."

"Oh, um, okay," I said, relieved.

"I'm telling you this because I know about Harry and how he is. He's very sweet. But the things he...likes are something else. But I think you're a very lovely girl, Mia. I think you could be the one to change him for the better." I was still confused by her statement, but, it meant something.

"Uh, thanks."

"Look, Mia, there's absolutely NO reason to feel intimidated by me. I promise you that. I'd never go for a guy like Harry anyways. Trust me. Men were never my type." She winked at me and we chuckled.

"Well, I should get back to work. See you around doll." She walked out of the office and I turned back to typing on the computer.

It was hard to focus as dirty images of Harry and I kept replaying in my head. I tried doing everything I could to shake it. But I couldn't. I still felt a need for him. I needed him to be in me. I felt so empty. Honestly the need was unbearable. But before I knew it, it was time to leave.

"Oh thank God," I sighed to myself. But then I remembered. I had to ride home with Harry. I mentally groaned and as I was doing that, Harry's slim figure was in the doorway.

"Ready love?" he asked, leaning on the wall.

"Uh, yeah." I grabbed my purse and we headed on our way back home.

Hey guys! I know this chapter is kinda boring buuuut there's no need to worry. More action in the next two chapters. So, don't lose faith in me guys.