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afraid to piss off her boss. I admired her bravery. And her efficiency.

That was it. We’d both been tested and cleared, the clouds of doom rolling in over my mentorship clearing as soon as they’d gathered.

“Do you want the address, or will you ride with me?” Seth asked.

“With you,” I blurted out.

Despite my dirty mind that being around Seth seemed to have brought out in me, I didn’t even think about the double entendre of the word ‘ride.’ I just wanted to be close to him, and my car was safe in the staff parking garage, and it wasn’t like it was going to be checked anyway. Lucky thing, too, because I was about to get closer to him than I’d ever imagined.

“Okay,” he said. “But I brought my bike today. I find traffic more tolerable that way. I hope you don’t mind.”

“Umm, okay,” I told him, unsure.

There was a notion, often repeated, that the best view was from a motorcycle. This might well be true for the drivers. I was too scared to open my eyes the whole way there. I screwed my eyes shut and clung to Seth like a baby koala.

“We’re here,” he said, the engine reducing to a lower ebb.

I unstuck my face from the back of his leather jacket as he put down the kickstand, the smell of freshly cut grass permeating the air.

“Careful now,” he said, helping me down on to solid ground, my thighs still vibrating.

I lost my footing and fell against him, feeling the solidness of his torso through his cotton polo. I couldn’t resist pressing my hands against him, just to make sure it was actually real. It was.

Seth kept himself in really great shape. I could feel my pussy twitch, but I did my best to ignore it.

“Better?” he asked with genuine concern.

“Yeah, I’m good. Just a bit, you know, off balance.”

“First time on a bike?”

“Yeah, first and probably last.”

“Was it really that bad?” Seth asked with a chuckle.

“Scarier than a roller coaster.”

“Well, let’s get you inside and settled in.”

“Sounds good.”

I wasn’t exactly expecting a mansion, but Seth’s house still came as a surprise to me. Not least because of its surroundings. It all seemed so… domestic. Not that that was a bad thing. The more I thought about it, in fact, the more appealing it seemed.

“You’ll have your own room, of course,” Seth said, as he led the way up the stairs.

It did seem like an “of course” thing to say, although I wasn’t really happy about it. To be quite honest, I wanted him to fuck me, but I understood if he didn’t. It could be really costly for him, were he to be caught messing around with an intern. That was the sort of thing that could get a president of a country impeached. Let alone the president of a company.

As far as I knew, Seth still ran things at Suspicious Activity, but the label had gotten big enough that it had HR, as well as a legal department. I’d seen them listed next to the elevator. We could get in a lot of trouble if we indulged in any forbidden flings.

“This is you, and I’m just across the hall,” Seth said, and I put my bag down on the four-poster bed.

“It’s lovely; thank you.”

“No trouble. Are you hungry?”

I was, come to think of it, and so I nodded. Breakfast was the last meal I could remember eating, with everything involving the pending lockdown becoming so hectic all of a sudden.

I was glad Seth wanted me here even if it was just about the job, even though I was hoping it was also about sex. I really felt like Seth needed me at the studio, or at least that I was genuinely useful. Not just shadowing him as he did his work.

“I’ll go start dinner,” Seth announced.

After changing my clothes to something more comfortable, the evening cooling considerably from earlier in the day, I headed downstairs to see what might happen.

I could hear it even before I reached the bottom. The unmistakable bass tones of Joy Division’s “Shadowplay.”

So, he didn’t just like Metal after all.

It shouldn’t have surprised me that much.

I’d always figured Seth to be a man of depth and taste. If I went through his record collection in earnest, I’d more than likely find some Classical, particularly Baroque, probably, and even some Blues and Jazz.

“What’s cookin’?” I asked him.

“Crêpes. I wasn’t sure if you were veggie, so I did some with chicken.”

“Aren’t crêpes more of a dessert?”

“Not the way I make ‘em.”

Time seemed to move differently. I could fall out of my chair and not hit the floor, at least not for a while, or at least so it seemed. That was how good Seth’s crêpes were.

They made me never want dinner to end. To stay right there, in that moment for the rest of my life, if not the rest of time.

“These are truly delicious,” I told him.

“Glad you like them,” Seth said. “I aim to please.”

I could have sworn he winked at me when he said that, but I wasn’t sure.

He probably didn’t mean anything by, it but what if he had?

The question plagued me, pulling and tugging, even as things got really nice and relaxing. Seth suggested we go to bed early. He said he had a lot planned for the next day. Reluctantly, I agreed, wishing we could stay up and flirt but knowing that that wasn’t the brightest idea.

Morning almost came too soon. Rested but confused, I did light exercises to get the adrenaline going and looked for something to wear. I would have to do it eventually, but taking a shower right then seemed too presumptuous, since it seemed so intimate of

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