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coworkers so he got them in the unwritten “custody agreement”.
    “The Princess is back.” Tate is trying to get a rise out of me now. I don’t want to give him the satisfaction but he gets under my skin like no one else ever has been able to.
    “Suck it asshole.”
    “But you do that so much better.”
    Chuckles from the guys should make me blush but instead it fuels my courage.
    “I do! I should get a prize for best blowjobs ever!”
    “Princess!” The stern warning in Tate’s voice leaves little doubt I crossed his imaginary line. This was the tone he used with me when he didn’t like the way my mouth was running off. I remain silent but I don’t turn away or back off my sassy stance.
    “I don’t know… Tate gives pretty good blow jobs.” Laughter bubbles out of me as Mike speaks. I’m thankful for him breaking the tension that was building.
    “You would know.”
    “Hey I can’t help it Tate and I have a special connection.” Mike’s hand caresses Tate’s leg as he says this.
    Tate is laughing as he pushes Mike’s hand off his leg. “Dude I don’t suck cock but I do enjoy when you suck mine.”
    I shake my head at these guys. All of them secure in their sexuality. They have no problem teasing each other about this. I know for a fact each of them has admitted to experimenting with someone of the same sex but all prefer females. This was a unique bunch of guys and I loved them and I missed them terribly especially one Tate Jameson.
    A car drives up to Mike’s bay, and he starts yelling “Oh hell no we are closed and you need to get the fuck out of here!”
    I assume it’s someone that he knows or he wouldn’t be talking to them that way. The one customer sitting in the lobby eyes Mike strangely. Poor guy is probably wondering who the hell the clowns are working on his car.
    “Come on man you always have time to do me.” the guy in the SUV replies.
    Yep definitely a friend of Mike’s. We are all laughing at their antics as Mike rolls the bay door back open for his friend.
    “Lori.” Tate’s voice calls out to me. I look at him. “You can go sit in my office if you want.”
    “How much longer is it going to be?”
    “We are still waiting for your part to arrive.”
    I sigh surely he wouldn’t delay my car on purpose. But this is Tate we are talking about.
    “I may later right now I’m enjoying watching you guys work.”
    Mike’s friend has walked up to where I’m standing “That your man?” as he nods toward Tate.
    “No!”
    “Not claiming him?”
    I laugh although this guy doesn’t get how much I want to claim Tate as mine again.
    “I don’t think I would claim any of these guys as mine even if they were.”
    The man laughs at my words reaches his hand out to shake mine. “Ken… Ken Wilson pleasure to meet you.”
    “Lori Madison.” I reply as I reach out my hand into his. It doesn’t escape me that Tate is scowling in our direction. I can’t help being secretly thrilled by that. Surely it’s a good sign. Maybe Tate does care about me.
    “Tate I think I will go hang out in your office for a bit. I need to make a few phone calls.” I make my exit to his office. I sit down at his chair and look out the window for a moment. When I focus back in I’m shocked because sitting on his desk is a framed picture of the two of us staring into each other’s eyes with smiles on our faces. What the Fuck?!

Chapter Four
    Lori: Tate has a picture of us together on his desk?
    Haley: what????
    Lori: in his office now and staring at it
    Haley: holy shit
    Lori: yea…
    After shooting off the texts to Haley I lean back in the chair. I am stunned. As I look around I notice it’s not the only reminder of our time together in his office either. The little stuffed frog we won out of a crane machine one night was still there as well. Holy shit what do I do with this new information?
    “I told you it would always be you.” I jump as Tate speaks in my ear.
    “What the fuck Tate you scared