A/N: Sorry this is so short but this chapter is where the plot really takes off. Thanks for reading and thanks Jessie 33 for your comments!
Hithe IM read.
I can't talk, Holly replied.
Why not? Toby asked.
I'm busy.
I really need to see you.
What for?
I missed you.
Please don't say that.
Meet me in the downstairs closet in five minutes, Toby requested. Holly didn't know if it was a request or an order. She logged off.
Toby smiled to himself, wondering if she would meet him. It was fifteen minutes later and he was getting ready to leave. Finally the door opened.
"You came," he smiled.
"I don't know why I'm here," Holly stammered. "I really have a lot of work to do."
"You're engaged," he stated, staring at her ring.
She said nothing. Finally he leaned in and kissed her, half catching her by surprise but not really. But she was even more surprised when she didn't resist. There was something comfortable about his touch, and he quickly slipped his hand under her bra. She wanted to be quiet but let a soft sigh slip out as she unbuttoned his pants. With his other hand he lifted her skirt then lowered her panties then entered her, quickly finding a rhythm pleasing to them both. She held on tight to him as she came as he did too. They both fixed their clothes them looked at each other.
"This can't happen again," Holly hissed. Toby nodded in agreement, both feeling sure that it would. Holly didn't know what was happening, and she hated herself for it. But all she knew was that Michael couldn't find out.