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I slightly shake my head against his. “Don’t tell me what to do.”
“Reese.”
“Emmett, you work for me.”
He hesitates for a moment, but there’s no mistaking the conviction or desperation in his next words.
“Fire me.”
— 9 hours, 28 min ago
“Reese.”
“Emmett, you work for me.”
He hesitates for a moment, but there’s no mistaking the conviction or desperation in his next words.
“Fire me.”
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nicola
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please allow them to be happy ever after currently i dont need miscommunication occuring
— 7 hours, 44 min ago
nicola
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“I don’t think you understand me. It doesn’t matter where I say it. I wasn’t lying that day in the elevator when I told you to fire me. That’s where I’m at. I’m not willing to risk your reputation, but I am willing to risk my own job to figure out what this might be. So fucking fire me already.”
AHHHH
— 8 hours, 3 min ago
AHHHH
nicola
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Milo Jones is young enough that he’s fanboying over his own teammates. Got it.
He lowkey reminds me of Rio stop
— 8 hours, 46 min ago
He lowkey reminds me of Rio stop
nicola
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His calloused hand circles my throat. Light pressure. Warm skin. “You were right.”
I attempt to hide my moan. “About what?”
“My hand.” His eyes appraisingly assess my neck. “It does make an awfully pretty necklace.”
— 8 hours, 57 min ago
I attempt to hide my moan. “About what?”
“My hand.” His eyes appraisingly assess my neck. “It does make an awfully pretty necklace.”
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She eyes them, head cocking to the side. “They’d make a beautiful necklace, don’t you think?”
/My boss just told me she thinks my hand would look pretty around her throat, and I couldn’t agree more.
“Don’t put ideas in my head,” I warn. “And don’t flirt with me, Remington. We’re at work and I’m your employee.”
“Just reminding you that two can play that game,”
— 9 hours, 7 min ago
/My boss just told me she thinks my hand would look pretty around her throat, and I couldn’t agree more.
“Don’t put ideas in my head,” I warn. “And don’t flirt with me, Remington. We’re at work and I’m your employee.”
“Just reminding you that two can play that game,”
