Bullied by the Boss(23)

Sucker.

Picking up the bowl of pasta, she walked to the table, placed the pasta  down before taking her seat. Quinn had taken the head of the table while  she and Dorothy sat either side of him. She could do this. She could  get through one dinner without talking.

The two siblings usually talked a great deal while she listened in.

"How's life, Kaley?" Quinn asked.

"Fine." She looked toward her friend. Dorothy stared at her expectantly.

You need to get through this dinner.

"It's going great."

"You're working at the library."

"She spends all of her time at the library," Dorothy said, shooting her a glare.

"I work, and I study. I need the library to do both." The only other  element of her life was her writing, which she wouldn't be sharing.  "What are you doing now that you're home?" she asked, hoping to stop all  of their attention on her.

"I'm going to relax. Get to annoy my sister, maybe find a hobby or two."

Kaley watched him eat, his sensual lips closing around the fork.

"Oh, I forgot. I've got a hot date tonight with Scott." Dorothy got to her feet, taking a quick sip of her water.

"I got that movie for you." Kaley didn't want to be alone with Quinn. Not once had she ever been alone with Quinn.

"I know. I'm sorry. I wish you had said you were bringing it home. I  wouldn't have made other plans." She walked across their apartment  toward her bedroom. "You two can get along without me."

Kaley opened her lips only to close them. What could she say to keep her friend home? She drew a blank.

Coating a piece of pasta in sauce, she lifted it to her lips. The nerves  around Quinn came back, and she chanced a quick glance toward him. He  stared right back.

"It'll only be us tonight."

Squeezing her thighs together, Kaley nodded. "Yes."

She listened to her friend moving around in her room.         

     



 

I hate you, Dorothy.

The moment she thought the words, she felt bad. She shouldn't hate her friend. There was nothing wrong with Quinn.

Minutes later, Dorothy came out of the room, dressed to impress in a tight red dress.

"Do I need to warn this guy?" Quinn asked. The big brother in him was showing through.

"Nope. He's a good guy." Dorothy hugged her tight before going to Quinn. "Have fun, kids, and don't do anything naughty."

Heat filled Kaley's cheeks at her friend's words. Nothing naughty would ever go on between them.

"Have fun," Kaley said, getting to her feet. The door to the apartment  was already closed. She picked her plate up, all of her appetite gone.  "If you want to go out, I'll understand."

"Don't you want some company with that movie?"

She stared back at him. "You'll watch a romance?"

"Sure. I've not seen you in so long. It'll be fun." He stood, picking up his sister's plate.

Together they walked into the kitchen. This was the first time they'd  been alone together. She put the dishes in the sink, filling the bowl  with soap and water. Kaley washed the dishes, hoping he'd leave the  kitchen. There was no such luck. He picked up the towel and started to  help.

With his size, he made the kitchen feel so small. Licking her lips, she  did her best to ignore him, which was so hard to do with him so close.  How was she going to survive with him staying with them? She didn't know  how she was going to last the next couple of hours, let alone weeks.

Chapter Three



It took every ounce of willpower to keep his distance from Kaley. Quinn  saw she was close to running away. He didn't like it, yet there was  nothing he could really do.

Take your time.

He was a patient man, and he refused to rush her. The moment he rushed  her, he'd lose. He dried the dishes, loving the closeness to her. When  his cell phone chimed, he took it out to see a message from Dorothy.

If I didn't leave when I did, she'd find a reason. Be nice to her. x

"I'm always nice," he muttered.

"Sorry?" Kaley glanced at him.

"Nothing. I'm just talking to myself."

"Ah, okay."

They finished the dishes then made their way to the sitting room.

"I'm going to get showered. I'll meet you back out here and we'll watch that movie."

She nodded, closing her bedroom door.

You can run, but you can't hide, baby.

He wasn't put off by her lack of enthusiasm. Quinn didn't linger in the  shower or in his room. Within ten minutes he was out in the sitting  room. He closed the curtains, turning the light off and only allowing  two lamps to cast a low glow over the room. When the room looked  perfect, he walked into the kitchen, taking out the chocolate ice cream  from the freezer. He grabbed bowls, spoons, and some other candies for  them to munch on.

Returning to the sitting room, he saw Kaley coming out of her room. She  wore a set of shorts and a shirt with a teddy bear on the front. There  was nothing sexy about her attire. He imagined her in sexy silk  lingerie, and his cock began to thicken.

Patience.

Quinn placed his prizes on the table, taking a seat on the sofa. With  the way he'd moved the television, she'd have no choice but to sit with  him.

"Cute PJs."

She didn't say anything.

Glancing over, he saw her cheeks were bright red. He could do better than that.

Kaley took hold of the DVD, putting it into the machine. She clearly  didn't have a fucking clue that the shorts rode up showing her ass off  to perfection. He wanted to be those shorts. They were so tight, nuzzled  against her pussy.

She handed him the remote, taking a seat on the other end of the sofa.  He watched her put her feet up underneath her, keeping as much space  between them as possible. In control of the remote, he allowed the  trailers to run. They both laughed at several comedies coming out in the  fall.

"I can't wait to watch that one," Kaley said.

"I'll take you to it. It'll be a date."

He made sure he didn't make any sign that it was more than two friends  getting to know one another. Quinn really wished he knew why she was so  shy and nervous around him. It wouldn't matter soon. He wasn't going to  give her a choice about being with him. For over six years he'd denied  himself the pleasure of being around her.

The movie started playing. Ten minutes in, he leaned forward, moving a  little closer to her as he did. He scooped ice cream into their bowls,  sprinkling more candy. Moving a little closer, he handed her a bowl.

She took it. Their fingers brushed across each other, and he wanted  there to be more. Sitting back in his new position, he ate his ice  cream, watching the movie.         

     



 

She sat next to him, and by the end of the movie, he had his arm across the back of the sofa and they were almost touching.

"Are you ready for bed? What did you think of the movie?" It was only a  little after nine. Dorothy had sent him a text asking how it was going.  He ignored the text and concentrated on the woman beside him.

"No. It was a good movie, boring in places," she said.

He chuckled. There was no real action. Quinn flipped through the channels.

The only movie he found was a scary one. He liked scary movies, so he  left it on that channel. His cunning plan worked as within minutes she  was clinging to his arm. Quinn moved her up the sofa so she was leaning  against him with nowhere else to go.

"No, you stupid woman, don't go outside alone," Kaley said.

Quinn chuckled, staring down at her. She wasn't wearing her glasses, nor  was she wearing a bra. Her breasts were pressed against his arm, making  him very aware how free she actually was.

Grabbing the pillow next to him, he placed it over his rock-hard cock.  The sweatpants he wore didn't do well for hiding an erection.

He lay his hand down to rest on her thigh. Quinn wanted her to get used  to him. Her skin was silky smooth to the touch. Gritting his teeth,  Quinn counted in his head, using all the techniques he remembered as a  Seal to gain control over his emotions.

She buried her head against his shoulder. "I hate this."

The movie had started out fun with her rubbing against him, but now it  was pure torture. Kaley was so close to him, yet he couldn't do anything  to relieve the ache building inside him.

When the movie ended, Dorothy walked through the door looking a little flushed. He glanced toward her.

"Hey. What's going on?" Dorothy flopped down on the chair. "Who moved the television?"

"We were watching a horror film." Kaley released him, getting up from  the sofa. He closed his eyes as she bent over to grab the empty ice  cream tub and bowls. The shorts rode up, revealing the bottom of her  curvy ass.

She left the room, leaving him to his sister.

"She doesn't have a clue about the shorts, does she?"

"Kaley's not very aware of herself, no. Have fun?"

"Until the horror movie, yes." He ran a hand down his face. How was he  going to make it to his bedroom without embarrassing himself?

"Why? I thought guys liked to watch horror movies. Oh, that's right,  they don't. It's just a lame ass attempt to get us women close to them.  Shame on you, brother."