Sweet Cheeks. Rucas. GMW CHOICE AWARD WINNER!

Chapter.87.Sparkling Cider.<3

"This is Lucas." I reply absentmindedly into the intercom. Hunter told me who it was that was calling but I had completely spaced out while he was explaining, which in turn meant I didn't quite comprehend what I was hearing.

"Good afternoon Mr. Friar. This is Mr. Ginglewood, the manager at 'The Resort'."

My pen falls from my hand as I furrow my brows. That's where Riley's prom was at. I don't think we left anything in the room... by the time we had pulled ourselves out of there it was past 3 and our friends were practically busting down our door, so I guess it is possible, then again that was like a month ago. "Good afternoon, what can I do for you?"

"I just wanted to inform you of an incident that occurred this past Saturday seeing as there has been some publicity regarding the situation." And now nothing else is of importance, "HR has handled it and it isn't anything bad with the hotel.'

My sigh is filled with relief, my tie got too tight all of a sudden. As I'm loosening it, I fall back into the black leather of my office chair and wave my hand around aimlessly, beckoning him to continue. "So what's the situation?"

"One of our staff members, stumbled upon a sexual assault." Son of a bitch! "Mr. Solomon stopped, prevented and handled the situation flawlessly and the attacker is in custody. Apparently this may not have been the first incident –

That's when my brain gets to working. I know this is a longshot but, "Mr. Ginglewood, give me the name."

I hear some shuffling of papers and it sounds as if something has fallen, but I let him take his time even though I'm chomping at the bit. "A man by the name of 'Bentley Reynolds'." And that ladies and gentleman is how you make my freaking day. "The officer that came out mentioned that he had a few marks of sexual assault on his record but nothing to make it stick. He's estimating 5 years."

My hands clap together in utter glee at the notion of his ass going to jail. I can't even believe it. Though it should have happened with Riley, I'm glad karma has come back around. "Do me a favor Mr. Ginglewood, I would like for you to give the employee – Mr. Solomon a month of paid vacation and then send him to me so I can thank him personally." And give him a reward, there's a faint 'yes sir' before I continue, "also, if it's possible send some flowers to the victim from the hotel. She won't want to come back more than likely but it's the least we can do." A few minutes later I'm hanging up the phone and trying with everything inside of me to stop smiling.

"Mr. Friar, Riley is here for your usual lunch date." Smiling – somehow – even wider, I practically sprint to my office door. This has become a daily thing for us since she graduated. Unfortunately, she wasn't Valedictorian but because of Mr. Turner's persistence, Riley still made a small speech about giving up your time to help others. I was there in the front row when she graduated with an obnoxious air horn that got taken away from me after using it one time.

There she is.

Do not swoon. Instead, I opt for resting my body against the doorframe of my office. Stunning, I love summer... because she wears summer dresses. This one is just a plain yellow and lace, seriously she takes my breath away. "Oh sweet cheeks, is there a reason you don't just come into my office."

Her chocolate orbs roll before playfully hitting my chest, "excuse me Mr. CEO for having manners. What has this world come to?" She quips, and enters my office with her hips swaying a bit too seductively than what I would deem appropriate. Mostly because I can't hardly control myself around her and we are in my office with Hunter right outside... well, my office is soundproof.