“Yeah?” Sadie asked and watched her best friend nod fiercely.
“Hell, yes.”
They planned over the rest of the meal and even did a little shopping. Sadie woke up the following morning and put on the new red dress over a black garter belt and matching bra after she applied her makeup to perfection. She wanted to wow the men and fix everything that had gone wrong. Sadie slipped her feet into heels and walked out to her car before she looked up the address of their building.
She had taken a deep breath before she pulled out into traffic. The robotic voice told her where to turn as Sadie followed the directions and found a garage to park in. Sadie looked at herself in the car mirror and ran a hand through her curls before she got out and walked to the intersection to cross the street. There was a catcall from a window, and Sadie made eye contact with a young black man as he gave her a thumbs up sign before driving through the light.
That made her feel good.
Sadie walked into the massive building and looked around the impressive lobby that was all windows and couches and chairs surrounding a prominent marble desk located against the wall with two women sitting behind it and assisting people. A tiny little brunette looked at her and asked if she could help her as Sadie cleared her throat. “I am here to see Brent or Jacob. No, both.”
“Do you have an appointment?” Her voice was snotty, and Sadie stared at her for a long moment.
“Can you give me a name?”
“Sadie Jamison. No appointment,” Sadie replied slowly as the receptionist’s eyes darkened.
“You’re the bitch from the auction. They’ve been difficult since then, and it’s your fault. What are you doing here?” Sadie widened her eyes at the question as the blonde looked over at her and gasped.
“Josie, stop it.”
“You know I’m right, Maddie. I don’t think I should let you back there.” Josie told her, and Sadie felt her skin flushing red.
“Screw you. I am going to talk to them. Where are they, Maddie?” Sadie asked as she stared at the blonde with a dark expression.
“Seventh floor. The elevator is to your right,” Maddie told her quickly as her coworker glared at her. “Go right past the desk and their offices are side by side at the end of the hall.”
“What are you doing?” Sadie heard Josie hiss as Sadie walked away towards the bank of elevators.
“They have been so unhappy. Let them have a chance to get what they want.”
Sadie thought about the words as she walked and realized that she'd caused the rift between them and ruined their friendship. A part of her wanted to turn and leave and not see them, though Sadie reminded herself how much she loved them and that she was here to try and save things between all of them. She would always regret it if she didn't try far more than if she walked away now without trying anything at all. She knew that she wanted Brent and Jacob more than she'd ever wanted anyone before in her entire life. They were worth fighting for.
Sadie pushed the button and waited for a door to slide open before she stepped on and pushed the button for floor seven. It was beautiful inside with a mirrored ceiling and plush burgundy carpeted floors, and she looked up as she imagined getting taken in here by her men. Sadie felt her clit start throbbing and she let out a trembling sigh. She waited for the ride to end, and when the doors opened again, it seemed like hours later.
Sadie walked out and noted where the desk was before she walked forward. “Can I help you? Ma’am? Who are you here to see?” The nasal voice of the woman there followed her as Sadie strode down to the end of the hall where there were two doors, and she looked blindly between them before she opened Brent’s and walked inside.
“What are you doing here?” He stared at her for a moment before standing and walking around the desk. “I thought you decided that you wanted out. I thought we were over.” Brent’s hands found her face as he claimed her lips in a demanding kiss that she had to fight herself to stop.
“I want to see Jacob in here. I want you together.” Sadie demanded as he stared at her in disbelief.
“Why? Do you want him instead?” Brent asked her as he tried to kiss her again.
“I need to talk to both of you,” Sadie demanded as she stepped back and took deep breaths to regain her composure. “Now, Brent.”
He dropped his hands and walked around the desk before picking up the phone. “I need you in here.” There were none of the comfortable jokings that Sadie loved running between them, and it was tense and ugly. “He’s coming.” Brent stared at her like a starving man that needed food, his eyes dragging down her body slowly as he took her in.