Drabble 13- 'So Anxious' Ginuwine
What time do you get off?
10:00
I miss you, baby. Last night was amazing. I can't wait til you get home. I wanna taste you so bad.
Mercedes bit her lip as she read Sam's latest message. She had a love/hate relationship with his texting. On one hand, she loved that he was always honest about his need for her. On the other, she hated that he got her so turned on at work. Her phone buzzed again.
Remember that little thing I did that made you scream? I'm just imagining doing it to you when you get off. I love the way you say my name when I make you cum.
Mercedes felt her face flush. She sought out her supervisor. "Mr. Jackson, I'm sorry, but I'm really not feeling well."
Mr. Jackson gave her a long, concerned look. "You look a little flushed, my dear. Your section looks fine, why don't you go ahead and go on home?"
Mercedes gave him a weak smile and nod before gathering up her things and nearly running out the door. Sam didn't know what hit him.