The Wright One

DAVID

I have spent four days with Megan. Two of which she was out of it, but the last two, were completely us. We talked and got to know each other on a level that I have never had with a woman. I usually just stick to the basics for a while until I think we can move on to a deeper level. I have never found a woman that I wanted to know like Megan. The more I learn the more I am falling for her. The age difference means nothing at this point. Her intellect is superior to my own. The way she thinks about things is insightful and well thought out. She hasn’t jumped to conclusions and she never goes without checking her facts. I love this quality in her.

Today we have to actually leave the apartment, but I am not looking forward to that. We have to face the looks and the gossip that really I don’t want to face yet. I know what people are going to think, I know what they are going to say. Most of all I know how they will treat Megan. I don’t want that. But we can’t stay in this apartment forever. As much as I wish we could sometimes.

Megan needed a ride this morning because we left her car at the office days ago. I like the thought of us driving in together. I look forward to when we will do it every morning. We just have to get through this morning.

When we get to the office I can see that Megan is nervous. She keeps fiddling with her purse. I reach over and take her hand before we get out of the car. “Honey, we are in this together. Whatever happens.”Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

She gives me one of her shy smiles. I eat it up. She is just going to be across the office and yet it seems like she will be a million miles away. For one she won’t be in my arms all day. That is where she has been for the last four days and I loved every minute of it. “Thank you David, it means a lot to me.”

I get out of the car first so I can open her door for her. Then I take her hand. I want to hit this head on. I want no one gossiping or second guessing what is going on. I also want every man in that building to know that Megan belongs to me. She is my girl and I will be damned if some asshole is going to try to take her from me. Yes I am possessive. I don’t give a crap what anyone else thinks. I want Megan and I will fucking have her.

Clasping my hand she smiles up at me. She is still nervous, I can tell by the way she is fidgeting and digging her teeth into her top lip. I’m nervous too, I want this day over with so that we can go on a date and maybe I can convince her to come to my house after.

When the elevator door lets out the ding indicating that we have reached our floor. The doors slide open and I can feel us both let out a huge breath to steel ourselves. We step out and start to head towards our offices. People watch as we pass by. They greet us as if it is any other day. It’s like they don’t even notice the way we are holding hands. Either that or they really don’t care.

Once we are about to enter Megan’s office we are stopped by a marketing analyst who works on this floor. His name is John and he usually takes charge of the things going on in his department. “Hey, Mr. Wright. We just all wanted to say that we are happy for you guys. Mr. Wright explained that Ms. Quill was hired by him before you even met. So we know that there is no favoritism here. Plus any of us that have worked with Ms. Quill is aware of the work that she does and she deserves the job that she has. I know it doesn’t really need to be said, but we are happy for you both.”

He gives us a smile and we look around the office and everyone is looking at us. I look at Megan and she just shrugs like she hasn’t a clue what to say. “Well, John, thanks for that. We appreciate it. We wouldn’t want to cause problems here at work, that was our biggest concern. Nothing is going to change at work. Ms. Quill is well again and we are both ready to get back to work.”

A few people give us little whoops and laughs. I look at John and realize that he is the perfect candidate for a problem that we have been having. When Megan brought up that problem with our COO a few weeks ago, I went to the board. They stated that as soon as I found another candidate that they would have no problem with the change over. Especially when I showed them the money that we were losing. I was worried because our current COO is the nephew of one of our board members. I thought that would make a problem, but they let money talk, so it worked out. “John, meet me in my office in about thirty minutes. We need to talk.”

I kiss Megan’s cheek. “See you for lunch.”

She beams up at me. “Look at us, being open. It seems like a whole new beginning.”

I can’t help but smile at her. She is so fucking adorable. “Lunch, Honey.”

“Yes, lunch.” She shakes her head and heads into her office.

I look back at John when the door shuts. “Thirty minutes John.” I give him a stern look. I don’t want him to get too excited, but to be honest he has every right to be excited and he has earned it. I can’t think of a better person to have the job.