Impressing the Clients

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We arrived at the hospital and I didn't notice that I was walking too fast, Marco had to tug my hand for me to slow down.

"We'll get there, don't rush," Marco reminded me.

As soon as I reached Jackie's door, I turned the knob and didn't bother to knock. The twins were right behind me.

"PAULA!" Jackie and Kyle both screamed to greet me. Kyle went rushing towards me. Jackie was left on the bed, still wasn't able to stand up.

I went immediately to hug Kyle and rushed to Jackie to give her a hug, too.

"I missed you both," my tears welled up because of the fact that I put them in this situation. "I'm so fucking sorry," I sobbed.

"Hey, hey," Jackie pushed me at arms length and looked at me in the eyes, "not your fault."

"Yeah, stop crying, we were worried about you as well!" Kyle went to hug me from behind.

The rest of the day was just catching up and having fun with my friends. Marco and Mason occasionally joined our banters.

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We were driving to the restaurant. We were all silent on the drive, for me it was nice kind. I got to see my friends, they were fine. And I'm with two of the most incredibly handsome men my eyes had ever laid on. So fucking happy.

"Thank you." My eyes were starting to form a tear.

"No need to thank us, love," Marco answered back. "We told you we'll take care of you, including everyone you care for."

I went in and gave Marco a big hug and turned to Mason to give him a hug as well. "Thank you so much," I whispered.

"This is just the beginning, Paula," Marco locked his hands with mine as Mason kissed my forehead.

I was grateful. But the lingering fear of being this happy was creeping up but I shook it away.

'Stop ruining everything with your constant fear of losing everything you love, bitch. Just enjoy this moment.' I scolded myself mentally.

We arrived at a fancy hotel restaurant.

"I am not fucking dressed for this kind of place," I stopped walking and crossed my arms. The twins both looked back at me, like I was supposed to obey the hidden order in their stares to come and walk. But I didn't, I looked like a fucking garbage in this place.

Mason walked up to me and leaned close to my ear, "don't make me drag you."

"Can't you fucking see how underdressed I am?" I argued.

"Would you prefer to eat with these fucking clothes on or naked?" He gritted in my ear. I involuntarily gasped.

"Because believe me," he warned, "I have no fucking problem dining with a very naked Paula in front of me. I can easily have you as my dessert right at our table."

I clenched my thighs at his threat. I had to kill the moan that was about to escape from my throat.

"Now, get," he tugged my hand and pulled me to walk with him. Marco was already sitting at our slightly secluded table across the room at the corner window.

I sat across from them as we scanned the menu. Nothing fancied me, and I was clueless half the words printed in this expensive paper. I didn't know food terms has to be this fucking complicated for the rich and famous.

"Find anything you want?" Marco asked.

"I'll just have a steak," I closed the menu and smiled at him.