My Boss

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Eighteen: Brooke

"Hey Brooke. What can I do for you?" Frankie asks over the phone.

"Hey. Mr Radcliffe says hold all personal calls from now until he says. But business goes right ahead." I lie, smirking at myself.

"Er, o-okay. He really said that?" She sounds hesitant.

"Yeah. He must be in one of those moods you were on about."

"Must be. Because he always has one of his sluts to go up when he's like that."

I stay silent, stifling a laugh.

"Brooke... Is everything okay?" Frankie asks me, suspicious.

"Oh, erm, yeah. Anyway, I better get going. Don't want him to turn on me too. Thank you. Byyyye!" I hang up.

Out of nowhere, I start laughing hysterically, and I can't stop.

Sam even had to come out of his office to check on me.

"You okay, Brooke?" He asks, looking at me curiously.

"Oh, me? I'm dandy Sam!" I comment, giggling slightly between words.

My phone starts buzzing, making me quit laughing and turn my attention to that.

James: Hey B, only just got your message! Yeah yeah, don't start bitchin' at me about not getting up earlier. But anyway, I must have been very loving last night if I actually used to 'N' word on you!! I can't really remember. But I do remember getting slapped... You still want me to ring you? J x

I smile at my phone, knowing full well Sam was still stood at my door.

Me: hey!! You know full well that you get up too late. Bloody hell!! You know this whore that slapped you?! Tell me her feckin' address and I'll go over there and beat her ass! Anyway, don't ring me now. Still working, i will ring you on my break. B x

"Who are you messaging. And why are you smiling like that?" Sam demands, sounding jealous.

"Huh? Oh! Just my friend, James." I reply.

"James?!" He growls.

"That is his name." I sarcastically state.

I, again, ignore him. Carrying on messaging James.

James: all I remember is that she had beautiful eyes, and to-die-for lips. And I think she slapped me when I tried to kiss her... J x

Me: James that's too funny 😂👍. Plus that's well corny. "Beautiful eyes and to-die-for lips!!" Seriously! What are you, 12? Still wanna out this girl who's immune to your 'charm' you claim to have. B x

James: HOW DARE YOU!! That actually sounded alright from where I am. If I was 12, I'd still be getting the action I do now, so... I don't 'claim' to have charm, I do. J x

Me: Anyway, getting off this subject, what you doing tonight? Fancy watching a film at mine? B x

James: yeah, great. See you tonight. Look forward to it 😉 J x

"Brooke!" Sam whines, snatching my phone out of my hand.

"Hey!" I call, trying to get it back.

"I do not pay you to sit and your desk messaging yet more men." He reminds. He looks at my phone and I swear I see his eyes darken.

" 'yeah, great. See you tonight. Look forward to it' wink face!!" He rages.

"Who do you think you are!" I scream.

"You can't attend... Whatever you and this James are doing tonight." He says abruptly.

"And why not?" I huff, crossing my arms across my chest, looking up at him.

"Because, you will be working. So..." He drags out, "... I'll just message your friend and tell him you can't meet him."

"No no no no no!!" I repeat jumping up and trying to grab my phone out of his hand, again.

"It won't take a minute." He says, stretching his arms over his head so that I defiantly can't reach it.

"Sam give it back now!" I warn him.

"Sorry, no can do."

Just to try, I jump up one last time, accidentally kicking him in the stomach in the process.

We both fall to the ground, him groaning in pain with me straddling his hips.

Yet again...

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