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7 ﴾FIRST✵QUARTER﴿ {BWWM}

꙳FRIDAY, MAY 29, 2020꙳ ﴾Temptations﴿

"What are your plans tonight?"

It turned out to be a question frequently shared between the two of them as Jillian closed the shop and set the security system at the end of their workdays.

As of late, they'd spent their days and often their nights together. He would usually get dropped off at home and one issue or another would pop up requiring him to meet Jillian at her house or at the office.

With such a hectic schedule and numerous responsibilities, four months passed them by as if they were a few days. Initially, their concern was getting the crew focused on work and not the disappearance of their previous site manager.

Of course, Jillian made several attempts to be relieved of her duties in Olly, but her uncle insisted she stay and forget about going anywhere until he said otherwise. Once she'd exacted her revenge by investing tens of thousands more into that location, she finally decided to work with the crew without further dissent.

Zander was privy to the many battles of tug-o-war between Mr. Edwards and his niece. In that time he learned that what pleased him most about his manager was the fact that Jillian was brutally honest. If she made a statement, it was the unadulterated truth. She was an individual who saw no benefit in lying to people or sugar-coating her words. Jillian didn't speak nice things to a person's face and think ugly thoughts about them behind their backs.

It was that level of honesty that helped Zander to accept his boss as a friend. He preferred to be in the presence of honest sincere people which made it easy for him to do anything she required whenever she called on him.

"I don't have any plans. What do you have in mind?" He replied.

"Can I tempt you to come over to my house? I'm preparing steaks, potatoes, dinner rolls, and a nice garden salad." She shared as an enticing little smirk spread across her lips.

"You had me at steak?" The wide grin on his face left no doubt that he was eager to enjoy more of her cooking.

Jillian and Zander reveled in yet another delectable meal. After which, they played some board games as they laughed about many of their childhood experiences.

After hours of joking and jesting with each other, Jillian and Zander reclined back on the couch to watch a movie where they allowed their food to digest. The full weight of the meal gave them the dreaded 'itis' and before they knew it, sleep began its beguiling dance across their eyes.

Jillian fell victim to the dance as her eyelids rested on one another for a little bit. Her busy schedule and fitful nights finally caught up rendering her unconscious to the world around her with Zander quickly following suit.

Months of working side-by-side cultivated a level of comfort between the two diminishing any apprehension that may have once placed a wedge between the two.

As she stretched out on one end of the sectional trying with all her might to focus on the movie, he relaxed on the other end. Her eyes drifted closed one last time as sleep lovingly wrapped its arms around her. Zander's focus lost its hold as the movie failed to command his attention. His head fell back on the sofa as he hugged a decorative pillow close to his chest, drifting into his own slumber.

Come to me. Come to me. Come to me. Ummm... ahhhh... ummm. I need you, Zander. I want you. I'm burning for you. Come to me. Come to me. Come to me.

Ohhhh... ahhhh... ahhh. I need you, Zander. I want you. I'm burning for you. I'm right here. Oh yes. Oh. Ahhhh.

"Don't stop oh my gaw... Please don't stop."