Hannah
Your not very good assistant
I stared at the email in confusion. What was she talking about? What did she want to explain? I was about to email her back when I got a text message.
“It’s me.”
“Yes?”
“Are you mad I’m breaking all the rules?”
“What do you want?” I typed angrily.
“To talk.”
“About?”
“Us.”
“There is no us. We f**ked a few times and that’s it.”
“I’m going to let that one go.”
“Let what go?” I frowned into the phone. Who did she think she was?
“I’d like you to meet my friend Lisa.”
“Ok? Why?”
“And I’d like to meet your friends.”
“Are you out of your mind?” Was Hannah psychotic? Why would she think I’d have any interest meeting any of her friends or allowing her to meet mine?
“Perhaps.”
“Hannah, I suggest you get professional help.” I typed and pressed send and drank some more beer. Had losing this job made her go literally crazy?
Ding Dong.
“Go and get the door please, Leo.” Zane asked me and I walked to the front door.
“Who else is coming?” I muttered as I walked through the large home and opened the front door. “You.” I stared at Hannah in shock. She was standing there with another girl, who looked like she’d just been called to appear on The Price is Right.
“Hi.” She said softly.
“What are you doing here? Do I need to call the police? Are you stalking me?” I stared at her beautiful face and tried to think about something other than her lips on my cock.
“Can we come in?”
“Hi Leo.” The girl pushed past me. “I’m Lisa, I’m sure Hannah’s told you all about me.” She grinned. “This house is beautiful.” She nodded as she looked around. “I’m impressed.”
“Okay?” I frowned at her. “Thanks, I guess.”
“Is the man of the house home?” She grinned and I shook my head.
“He is, but so is his wife.” I said loudly and she sighed loudly.
“Go figure. Just my luck.”
“Lisa.” Hannah sighed. “Ignore her please. She doesn’t realize how bad she sounds.”
“I guess I see why you’re both friends.” I stared back at her. “I guess it takes one gold-digger to know another gold-digger.”
“What?” Lisa’s jaw dropped. “You said what?” She stepped towards me, the smile gone.
“Lisa, it’s okay. We’ll let him have that.” Hannah stepped forward. “Go and find Lucky and introduce yourself. I need to talk to Leo.”
“How do you know Lucky?” My eyes narrowed as I stared at her. Shit, was this some Fatal Attraction shit?
“She came to the office yesterday.” She touched my arm.
“Oh?” I frowned. “Why?”
“She wanted to talk to me.” She sighed. “She had a feeling we had our signals mixed up.”
“What signals?”
“I never planned on sending those emails to HR, Leo.” She sighed. “I don’t even remember why I forwarded them to myself now. I never used you. I didn’t want to get you fired. I didn’t want to blackmail you. I wasn’t with you because you were the boss's son. I really liked you. I know, I know, I wasn’t supposed to like you as more than friends with benefits, but I did. I really liked you and I was hurt when I thought you’d used me to get the Martin account.”
“I never used you.” My mind was racing as she spoke to me.
“I know that now, but when you stopped talking to me and grew all cold, I thought it was because of what you’d done. I thought you were treating me bad because I found out the truth.”
“I never would have taken you to New York if I’d know Rob Martin was going to do that. That was not a ploy of mine, Hannah. I would never do that to you.”
“I know.” She sighed. “I know. I just wish you believed that I was never going to send those emails.”
“It hurt me.” I sighed. “I didn’t understand. I still don’t understand why you forwarded them.”
“I don’t know.” She bit her lower lip. “I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay. I believe you.” I pulled her into my arms and gave her a quick hug. I could feel a part of my heart melting as I felt her warmth next to me.
“I was so scared you were going to chase me out of here.” She smiled weakly as she stepped back.
“There was a moment there that I was thinking about calling the police.” I laughed. “I was thinking has Hannah lost it?”
“Lucky came to see me. She wanted us to talk. She invited me here.” She said softly.
“Sounds like Lucky.” I smiled and shook my head. “She doesn’t know how to mind her own business.”
“I’m glad she doesn’t.” Hannah smiled. “Work will be so much better on Monday.”
“Oh yeah.” I cocked my head and smiled at her.
“Unless you want to fire me of course?”
“No, I don’t want to fire you.”
“It’s going to be so embarrassing thought.” She made a face. “I can’t believe we made a sex tape and I haven’t even seen it.”
“We could make another one.” I said softly.
“What?” She breathed out.
“Maybe we could make another one, if you want.”
“Do friends with benefits make sex tapes?” She asked and looked down.
“No.” I stepped forward and took her hands into mine. “Friends with benefits don’t make sex tapes, but boyfriends and girlfriends do.”
“Oh?” She looked up at me, her eyes wide and uncertain. As I stared into her open and honest face, I wondered how I could have doubted her. What had I been thinking? Hannah was the last person that would attempt something deceitful.
“Yes, I’d like you to be my girlfriend Hannah Will.”
“What rules come along with being your girlfriend?” She asked, grinning at me.
“You must answer all my calls, you must text me, you must email me, and we must have sex everywhere and everyone in the office has to know.” I grinned. “Oh and you must meet and hang out with my friends and family.”
“Hmm, are you sure you’re not just saying that because you feel bad about the sex tape?”