Do not cross the line

Chapter 3

You walked out of Sam's office, his huge palm gently on your back while he led you toward the hall to the rooms where were the editing, sound and animation rooms.

"You will work with Harry Flynn, he's the best animator of the company." - Sam said while you two walked toward the room, and the closer you got, louder the music beamed from the room.

"Great, he's having a 'break' again." - Sam chuckled, more to himself than to you, before he knocked on the door and right away opened it.

The bass beated hard and it made your guts vibrate inside you, and you needed to put your hand to cover your other year.

There was a man in a small room, his legs on the table while he was tapping his hands to his thighs on the beat of the music.

"Flynn!" - Sam yelled at the man, but the music was so loud the man couldn't hear him. So Sam sighed, grabbed the light switch and flickered the lights for few times.

He got man's attention and he jumped on his chair, turning to look at the door, before shutting the music.

"Boss! Sorry, I didn't hear you!" - the man laughed while standing up.

"I wonder how you are not deaf yet." - Sam laughed and put his hand again on your back, pushing you into the room.

"This is Y/N from the Graphics section, you'll be working with her on the project."

You offered your hand to the man, who took it, yet not stepping closer to you, but pulling you by your hand and kissing your fingers.

"Harry Flynn."

You snorted and shook your head.

Harry let go of your hand, smiling.

"You have so soft fingers, the last guy had the hairiest ever!"

You heard how Sam laughed behind you.

"Don't steal my jokes, Flynn!"

"It was my joke first!"

You looked both men in turns little confused, while they both were laughing.

"Anyway, she starts to work with you next week, so clean your room so she can fit here with you." - Sam nodded to you to tell you to move on, and you turned to exit from the room.

"There's nothing wrong in my room!" - Harry spread his hands, looking around his small room.

"Oh, yea? I think I saw a condom package on your table." - you smiled and nodded toward the table, and both of the men's heads snapped in that direction, seeing there actually was a condom package in there.

Harry snapped the package in his hand, but it was too late, both you and Sam had already seen it.

"I hope you didn't use that to a hooker!" - Sam laughed hard while he took a hold of the doorknob.

"Fuck you mate!" - Harry laughed back. - "Don't forget you owe me a beer for the latest pool game!"

"I won't, tonight after work? I want a rematch." - Sam asked while closing the door.

"Better be ready for losing, again!" - you heard Harry yell before the door got closed.

Sam shook his head and you looked at him with confusion. Sam looked at you with a small smile and nodded his head toward the room.

"My best friend. C'mon, let's see the editing room."

Sam started to move forward and you followed him while looking around.

You walked to the end of the hall, and Sam opened one of the doors, and behind it revealed a huge room with computers and a huge screen on the wall. On the table, there were sitting a black haired woman, who turned to look at you both when she heard the door got open.