It wasn’t until after Reese left my place that I agreed to set in. Bringing her to the party for work isn’t a big deal. People always bring dates to the staff parties, which doesn’t mean they are serious. And it’s just meeting colleagues. So, no real pressure there. What I agreed to comes with pressure. Reese’s mother doesn’t like me and thinks I’m not good enough for her daughter. I don’t care if she’s probably right. I don’t want anyone but Reese deciding that. And while I loathe her mother, I know the kind of pull she has over Reese. Not just as a mother, but Sophia Frost has a say in Reese’s career. We all want to get our parents’ approval at the end of the day. I should know I’m in my forties and am still looking for that approval. And it’s not just Sophia that would be there. Many members of the Frost family, those with control over Reese’s career at the firm, will be there. Not to mention a string of high-power people. It’s going to be a very one-percenter event. This would be

I admit things have been a bit of a blur since picking Reese up. Seeing her in that dress fried my brain. I know she’s gorgeous in and especially out of clothes. And she was dressed cute the night we met. But tonight, she’s upped her game, and whoa, I don’t think I can keep up. I feel like a schlub standing next to her in my suit, and it’s the best one I own. And don’t get me started on her suggestion about fooling around in my shop class. I may leave this party early to take her to the high school. I have a key to an outside door to my classroom. I’d be happy to play into her teacher fantasy if that’s what she means. Or just the fantasy of screwing in a school. Given the impression she’s already made upon entering the party, I am sure no one will mind us cutting out early, especially Maria and her friends. The staff’s single ladies will be miffed enough with Riko’s presence. But with Reese towering behind Riko like a bodyguard, glowering at them, they won’t have the backbone to spea

Any idea how difficult it is to buy a new formal suit last minute near a major holiday? Well, I do, and fuck was it a pain in the ass. But I felt it was necessary after my faculty party. My standard suit felt and looked underdressed compared to Reese in that dress. I can only assume she will wear another knockout dress for the Frost party. I want to make something of a good impression on these people. And wow, I’m glad I upgraded my suit as she opened her apartment door. I may be drooling. I know my mouth is hanging open. Because damn, this woman is the embodiment of the word ‘goddess.’ You look up that word, and you’ll find her picture. Her thick long dark hair was loosely pulled into a high ponytail with her hair cascading down her neck in soft curls I wanted to touch. Rose gold diamond vine earrings shimmered as they dangled, standing out against her dark hair, matching the necklace that dipped just above her cleavage. Speaking of cleavage, wow! My eyes have made the trek lower t

Formally meeting her mother was as joyful as when the bitch tried busting into my house in the early morning hours after the night Reese and I met. I’m a peaceful man, not known for having a temper, but that woman makes me want to commit violence. And Michael ain’t much better. He reminds me of my brother in his snob moments. Unlike Sophia, I could hit Michael and not feel bad. That Cornelius fella, well, he can take a long walk off a short pier. I don’t like to judge a book by its cover, but the man looked as bland as toast. No toast at least has some character. He’s more like a slice of store-brand white bread. Maybe he has more depth than I’m giving him credit for, and he has a personality outside of formal events like this. I don’t care because fuck that guy. I’m with Reese, and unless she dumps me, that isn’t changing. I was happy when Reese gave the excuse of wanting to see her grandparents for us to get away from her mother, stepfather, and white bread boy. Too bad her mother

It went better than expected for all the fears I’d built up about attending that Frost party. Okay, sure, we had to deal with shit from her mother and ex, but otherwise, it was a good night. Reese’s Frost grandparents had her back, and her grandfather wanted her to be a partner at the firm. We haven’t discussed what she is going to do about it. I haven’t asked because I don’t want to stress her about it. She’s spent the last two nights at my place, bumming around in my clothes since she hasn’t been to her place since I picked her up for the party. While I’m not going to complain about her not wearing undergarments or getting to see her in my clothes, I am worried about her avoiding her place. She hasn’t said it, but I think she’s avoiding going home because she fears her mother will be waiting for her. She needs to feel comfortable and safe at her place of work, and if she can’t feel that way because of her mother, then leaving may be best. I’ve wanted to let her sort her family shit