Chapter 13
I was surprisingly feeling a lot better about my break-up with Jessica. I suppose inheriting over nine-hundred billion dollars and getting fucked by one of the hottest women I'd ever met is a balm for the soul. Nearly falling in love with Helen was definitely helpful in moving past Jessica, but our conversations throughout Friday and Saturday made it perfectly clear that love wasn't on the table for us. Aside from being married, she had explained that she wasn't the type of woman I needed in a partner, and after a few hours of us being apart on Sunday, the magic spell her vagina cast on me had waned, taking the sharp agony of being dumped along with it. All that was left was a dull ache of desire for companionship, and now that Natalie and I were single, I wanted to explore whatever chemistry existed between us.
Natalie glanced from me to Helen, looking uncertain as she stood half-way through the doorway. She gripped the wood panel in her hands and looked like she was about to retreat, "They told me to come up here?"
"Yeah," I said, brightened by the sight of her and not wanting to chase her away, I gave her a warm smile. "Come on in and shut the door, Nat. Have a seat."
Helen moved toward the door, "I'll be right outside if you need anything, Mr. Upton. Miss Bander" she said, giving Natalie a smile.
"Thanks, Miss…"
"Helen. Just call me Helen," she said.
"Nice to meet you, Helen," Natalie said, shaking hands.
As soon as Natalie looked back at me, Helen threw me another glance that was part professional caution and part sexual heat. I slid a hand in my pocket and adjusted my pants to prevent my dick from being noticeable as my hard-on started to return. I really had no self-control.
As soon as the door clicked shut behind her, Natalie immediately launched into questions, her eyes wide with curiosity, "What the fuck is going on, Marcus?"
I couldn't contain my smile. I wanted more than anything to tell her all the juicy details about how much money I'd fallen into, about how I'd already purchased this building and the company we used to work for… about how my grandfather was none other than Colin Gerrard, the somewhat famous owner of the entertainment company VistaVision and several holding companies that we were very familiar with as a financial firm. I wanted to fill her in about getting security, and how I had an entire army of lawyers at my disposal. I wanted to tell her about how I had way more than 'fuck you' money… that I had the kind of money necessary to buy small countries. I wanted her to pass out from my good fortune… or to throw herself at me and beg me to take her right there on the desk.
But there was part of me that was hesitant to tell her about everything. What if it changed how she felt about me? What if it became the driving force behind her deciding to pursue something with me, if that happened? I really liked this girl, and I wanted it to go somewhere meaningful.
So instead, I decided to be vague about exactly how much I had, and gauge her reaction. "I… ran into some serious money, Nat. A life-changing amount. Enough that I could quit the job, and then buy the entire company."
"You bought the company?" Nat said, as she helped herself to a seat on the couch. I took the seat next to her. This felt less like an owner of the company talking to an employee and more like two friends who had shared countless lunches catching up.
"Yeah. And the building," I replied, unable to contain my grin.
"And Gina? Andrew was escorting her to her office. She looked really confused."
"Yeah," I said, my grin getting bigger. "I fired her."
Natalie covered her mouth with a hand and gasped, "Oh my god, Marcus! Are you serious!?"
"Yeah," I said, unable to stop a grin, "She cried."
Natalie's shock was invaded by a fit of giggles, "I wish I'd been a fly on the wall when you did that. It must have been the best moment of your life."
An image of Helen disrobing in my small apartment and confessing that she belonged to me came to mind.
"One of the best moments for sure," I replied.
"Are you taking her position?" Natalie asked.
"Hell no. I don't want to work here anymore. Actually, I was hoping you would," I said. I couldn't stop smiling as the look of shock returned. She'd gasped even louder, and her dark eyes were huge.
"It comes with nice benefits and a six-figure salary, and-"
Natalie launched herself at me, throwing her arms around my neck and squeezing me tight as she squeeled, "Oh my god yes, Marcus! Oh my god thank you!"
I could feel the warmth of her cheek on mine and enjoyed the feeling of her soft, smooth skin. The smell of her perfume was intoxicating. We'd hugged, but this felt different. I slipped my arms around her slender waist and pulled her infinitesimally closer to me. I wanted to pull her so much closer. I wanted to crush her against me.
We stayed like that for a full fifteen seconds before she finally pulled away. She kept her arms loosely draped over my shoulders and stayed well within my personal bubble, her big, dark eyes staring up at me and breaking my heart with every passing moment. The smile on her face was radiant, and I couldn't help but smile back.
God I wanted to kiss her.
"I can't begin to thank you enough, Marcus," Natalie said.
I shook my head, breaking the spell of that moment, "No need. You deserve it. You're a really hard worker, and you know all our major accounts intimately. Anyway, you're also the only person at this company I genuinely like."
Her eyes suddenly became bright, and I could detect a faint hint of unshed tears in them. Her smile softened, and I felt her arms slightly tense around my neck. She leaned in, closing the distance between the two of us and for a split second, I thought we were going to kiss and then she went for the cheek, pressing her full, warm lips against my skin. I closed my eyes and just enjoyed the moment, very aware that we'd never quite been this close physically. The corner of her mouth was just out of reach of mine, and I was fully aware that I could have turned my head a fraction of an inch and our lips would have connected. I didn't want to risk ruining the moment, or making it awkward. Instead, I simply tightened my hand on her back, my fingertips massaging the muscles in the middle of her back over her blouse.
Finally, she pulled back, smiling shyly as she bruised a bit of hair behind her ear. "Thank you. I like you too."
We sat there on the couch grinning at each other goofily for who knows how long, when she finally cleared her throat, "So, what's the plan? What should I do?"
I adjusted myself on the couch and tried to cool myself off, attempting to tamp down the butterflies in my stomach while also wondering if I'd missed an opportunity in that awkward moment of silence. I hope I made the right call.
I tried to switch my brain from breeding mode to business mode, "Take the rest of the day. Get your stuff together. Go home. Mentally prep… whatever you need to do. You'll need to fill out some paperwork, but I'll have them send it to Gina's office - your office - and you can fill it out tomorrow."
"I'll need you to go over the accounts and personnel and make recommendations on how you'd like to tailor things to your oversight. I'd also like to give everyone a pay bump, but I'd like your recommendation on exactly how much. And there are a handful of people we should probably cut loose. My only request is that you not fire Bobbi. At least, not yet."
Natalie was nodding along up until that last request, at which she knitted her eyebrows together in confusion. "Firing her was one of my first thoughts. Why not? Everyone hates that bitch."
I nodded, "I still do, but when I fired Gina, she gave me some information that I can't ignore. Honestly, it's too juicy. I'm going to be speaking to her right after this. I'll fill you in on the details tomorrow."
She grinned at that, "I can't wait to hear how that goes."
"Speaking of which, I'll need to go ahead and speak to her."
We stood up and she straightened her skirt, "Well, thank you again for this Marcus. It means so much to me. You'll fill me in a bit more on some of the details on how this happened." Suddenly, a look of horror came over her, "Oh god, you didn't lose someone, did you?"
Technically, I had, but it wasn't like I'd miss a man I'd never met.
"No… It wasn't anything like that. But I promise, I'll tell you more about it. Maybe tomorrow while you're getting settled in," I replied. We gave each other a hug, our bodies pressing much closer than they'd ever been in the past. When she pulled back to look at me, I swear we almost kissed. I locked eyes with her, and read so much in them. Fondness, camaraderie, and… maybe desire?
She kissed my cheek once more. This time the corner of her mouth actually did brush mine, and I couldn't resist the temptation any longer. I moved my head and our lips were on each other's, and we shared our first kiss. It was closed-mouth and sweet, but held the promise of so much more. Her lips were more soft and pliant than I could have ever imagined, and I could feel my stomach doing backflips while fireworks were going off in my brain. After a few more seconds, we pulled back and both smiled a little awkwardly before stepping apart.
"Thank you," I finally said.
"No, no… thank you," she replied with a sheepish smile.
"I've wondered what that would be like for a while now."
"You have?"
I nodded, "Yeah. For weeks."
"I might have too," she said, her words slightly breathy. She visibly swallowed. "I wouldn't mind another one."
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