I blinked. “That’s a great surprise.”
She offered me a thumbs-up because her tongue was busy.
A haunting image, a worst case scenario, popped into my head. Months from now, when Tammy was alone, shopping, a handsome man would tell her she looked pretty. After smiling at him, he took her to his home. An email, the only message this flirty woman sent to me, said that she had met someone else. I sighed, trying to remain calm.
Tammy blinked, let go of my dick, and the snake tongue snapped back into her mouth. “You look worried. What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. I’m just tired.” Was my fib convincing? I hoped so.
Next to a sidewalk, a muscular fellow hopped out of a van.
Tammy glanced at him, grinning.
I bit my lip, upset, but didn’t say a word.
Tammy ran a couple of fingers through her hair, preening.
If I was lucky, she would stay with me for a few months.
Several days later, Donald called, told me that after retrieving deleted files, Rita found Nate’s infrared signature. He had broken into his own car. Then she contacted her supervisor. Within a week, Faasp’s Human Resources fired Nate and every Twobin employee because, according to Nate, someone in Twobin asked him to break into our files, hoping the information would help them perfect Planoob much faster.
That evening, after questioning her face to face, Wenda told me she hung up when Ray entered the room. My colleague didn’t want him to know she was speaking to me because she didn’t trust him anymore. I asked her why she didn’t tell me this sooner. She said she was worried that talking about this might make me angry.
Within a few months, Linda retired, a millionaire like other Ahantech employees, and married her boyfriend. Not long after that, Cindy quit, and used her money to fund college scholarships.
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