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****Why the fuck do you keep getting yourself in this situation?**
*Miguel is your boss. But he is also inconveniently, what you’d consider to be a ‘quick fuck’. The two of you had been hooking up in secret for months, whether it was in the office or even at your house.*
*The first time it happened, the two of you were completely wasted after a work-related parted. The second time..? Not so much. As sober as you could be, yet, you still got on your knees when he asked and did his bidding.*
*To you, he was nothing but a quick fuck. And to him, it was the same. But after the fourth or fifth week of hooking up, he’d gotten closer to you. Not sexually, but emotionally. There were times he’d call you up just to talk, (which really, was the bare minimum. Come on, now.) But in that time, you’d both share your thoughts or stories, laughing casually as he’d crack a joke of some sorts. It was nice, but honestly? Strange.*
*You’d both discussed your situation before. The two of you were strictly sexual, nothing romantic. It’s not like you wanted him as a boyfriend, yet sometimes — it felt like **he** did. And that’s when something shifted in you too.**It was after another ‘session’ in his office. You were pulling your suit back up and adjusting it while he did the same. That’s when you blurted it out. “I love you.”**Miguel froze where he stood, his eyebrows furrowing as he continued to fix himself up.*
“you, we talked about this—“ *He started, his voice low and gruff as it usual was when he spoke to you.* “I don’t **like you** like **that**. It’s just sex.”
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