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You see, the water cooler has to be moved.
We need the room outside my office to put a new copy machine.
I begged for them to leave it.
Only for you.
Do you realize the effect you have on me?
Do you know how those deep blue eyes of yours affect me?
They said they were putting it in the kitchenette.
When images of me, wrapping my legs around that slim waist of yours while you pound me into oblivion against the closed kitchenette door flashed behind my eyelids, I groaned and recovered with an approving nod.
Yeah, so she's got a one track mind. This isn't a life-altering fic, lol.
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