Chapter 37
I walked to Bryson, putting my hands on his shoulders as I started massaging him, "hey there Bryson. You're always working so hard you know," I said as I leaned down to his ear and then laughed, pulling away from him. He turned and looked at me strangely before paying attention to his laptop. "You know, I like the new you," I began, as I switched on my phone's screen to see if I had any messages, and I did, but I switched it off wanting to give him my full attention, "the old Bryson was stiff and all about work, work and more work. I mean," I leaned forward, winking, "he was definitely much hotter." He looked at me, looking appalled at my words and actions, "what is the meaning of this? What do you want?" I laughed, throwing my head back, "relax yourself Bryson. I'm not going to r*
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