Chapter Fifteen

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    The rest of the week had gone by as normal. No more strange interactions with Mr. Washington.

    Lafayette sort of missed the way this rough man held him so gently. Before they knew it, the weekend had come again.

   It was nearing the end of their time together on Saturday, when Lafayette came over towards George.

    His focus was on his computer, as Lafayette came behind him. Before George had a chance to say anything, Lafayette started to massage his tense shoulders. George let out a sigh, leaning into the younger man's embrace.

    "You're tense," Lafayette whispered, focusing on pleasing George. He thought he should return the favor from all those nights ago.

    He desperately wanted to see George again outside of work, but knew he'd sound needy if he asked.

     All of his thoughts had been focused on the stern boss the past three weeks. He didn't know why, but he knew he wanted to get to know him a little better. His dreams had been occupied by George, and he was the same.

     "Let me take you out tonight," George said in a quiet voice. Laf softly smiled, continuing to rub out the stress from his shoulders.

     "Okay," Lafayette said. With that, they gathered their belongings, and headed into the cold night air.

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