The Many Faces of Edmund Fig (ManxMan)

Chapter 14: By Monday

I turned my mind going a million miles per second. What is he talking about? We never fucked.

"What are you talking about?"

Johnson walked over and grabbed my forearm and yanked me next to him, his mouth hovering above my ear.

"Last night. We went back to the room-"

"And you passed out on the bed." I snapped jerking away.

Wait. That sounds bad. My gaze flickered over to Edmund my cheeks burning with embarrassment.

"That came out wrong. You go hammered and I had to carry you up to the room. You passed out and I went to sleep."

Johnson stared at me confused his brows matting together.

"No..no. You were the one who wanted to have sex. You were drunk and came onto me. I went with it and we had sex. I remember bits and pieces but it was vivid." he countered. "I definitely remember you moaning."

I pinched the bridge of my nose. If he weren't my boss I would stab him in the eye over and over and over and over.Who is seriously this stupid? This is why I hate drunks. They mix up fact and fiction.

"Johnson." I sighed all patience evaporating from my voice. "I had one drink. After that I stopped drinking and sat in the corner of the room. You stumbled over drunk off your ass and I said we were going back to the room. You were the one who started to flirt. I ignored you and got you upstairs. Then you ki...passed out on the bed. How you put passing out and sex together I don't know."

"But...then why were you limping this morning and rubbing your ass? Explain that."

"You oh so gracefully made me fall on the way upstairs and then I hit a door knob trying to get away from Mr. Yamaguchi."

I froze. Shit. Why did I have to say Yamaguchi? I can already feel the war that is going to happen and nine times out of ten he is going to make my life hell because of it. I resisted the urge to lay on the floor and pretend I wasn't there.

"Yamaguchi? When the fuck did you and Yamaguchi get alone?" He growled.

My eyes widened slightly. Yep. I fucked that up pretty quickly.

"H-he dropped by the room after you passed out. I we-"

A tanned hand stopped me from continuing. Johnson looked like he couldn't decide between shooting something and screaming.

(Johnson's P.O.V)

So that explains everything. The limping. How uncomfortable he was. It wasn't because we ended up having a little drunken fun. He fucked Yamaguchi. Anger bubbled in my gut and began spreading. So he is sleeping his way through his career with my boss. I wonder how many of my bosses he fucked. My gaze flickered to his my hand falling back to my side.

"Enough Curr. I expect a resignation letter by Monday."

I picked up my suitcase and walked back out to the cab.

(Joseph's P.O.V)

"I expect a resignation letter by Monday."

He just fired me. My suitcase slipped from my grip. He really just fired me. Not over messing up an account or just plain getting on his nerves. He didn't transfer me or demote me. He fired me. I slide out a chair and sat down my mind unable to focus. My vision blurred my mouth trembling. He fired me because his fucking boss came and stopped by. How the fuck was I suppose to control if his boss came by or not? Do I look like Jesus? He is acting like I slept with the guy. Not that it would fucking matter if I did. I let my head fall against the table. This is just perfect. Angela is probably going to be overjoyed when she finds out. I wiped my face with my sleeve and looked up. Edmund sat across from me calmly sipping his coffee. Oh great! I forgot he was even here. He probably thinks I'm some guy that sleeps around and just witnessed me get fired. I huffed turning my face away.