Despite Juniper’s usually easy-going almost lacksadasical attitude, she felt a sudden bout of dread as she approached Sam’s office. They hadn’t seen one another or so much as exchanged a text in over five years and she hadn’t missed him one bit. That wasn’t exactly true. She missed her Sam. The one who waited until her mouth was full of fruit loops and almond milk to announce that he loved her. The one who not only made her feel alive, but treasured and cherished. Not the asshole he turned out to be.
So, as she walked in his office, June sucked in a sharp breath to steel her resolve and steady her trembling legs (which luckily her ankle length broomstick skirt covered). She could do this. Her request was nominal at best; pocket change to him. This wasn’t a matter of wants. It was a matter of dire need. If she had to suck it up and grovel, she would.. Anything for her son. WIthout so much as an introduction, the blonde walked past his receptionist and likely girl of the week towards his office door. Unfortunately, the naive girl whose eyes reflected both love and lust for June’s former flame, had different ideas. Breathless, the girl ran over and using her body, essentially baracaded the glass door.
“Really?” Juniper sighed, “Normally, I’d ask you politely and then offer to sit down and talked with you about your life choices. We’d bond over tea. I’d suggest you attend my mobile yoga class and you’d ultimately realize that your boss’ dick isn’t worth degrading yourself for. However, I’m in a bit of a pickle, so if you wouldn’t mind,” she paused, nodded then yelled, “telling my husband that I’m here!” When the young woman’s highly glossed lips fell agape, June nudged her out of the way, but not before giving his secretary’s shoulder a gentle squeeze. She hadn’t meant to be so callous and she truly was saddned to see that another innocent soul had fallen pray to her husband’s charms, but she pressing matters to attend to. “He really is a jack ass.”
With that, June brushed past the slack jawed woman and pushed open Sam’s door to find him sitting stoicly at his desk. Knowing he overheard (her ‘unhappy’ voice carried), Juniper padded over to him and lowered herself into one of his empty chairs “Hi honey. Did you miss me?”
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