Play it cool.

"Oh my gosh, Kait, what're you doing here?" He said, play-acting happy surprised.

"I called about an hour ago and you didn't pick up. And, y'know...I mean, you know how my brain gets the best of me. I was worried you'd, like, closed early and tried making it home...I didn't want you to have been dead or something."

He kissed her firmly on the lips. "You can't get rid of me that easily." He laughed.

She giggled back. "I wish I were that lucky. Anyways -- I figured I'd just keep you company, then."

'Fuuuck.' He thought. His erection quietly died down as he faced away from her, picking up a stack of books to find something idly to do.

"Why didn't you answer?" She asked, finally.

'Oh, no reason,' He thought to himself, 'Only that I was neck deep in my co-worker's pussy and sucking on her tits.' He shook himself mentally. "I left my phone upstairs to charge and I guess I didn't hear it. I was too busy codifying these over here." He waved a book to her.

"Upstairs? There are charging ports upstairs?" She pointed to behind the counter. "Why not use that one?"

'Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck'

"I had to borrow Ethan's. His is in his office, so I kinda just kept it plugged in there so I wouldn't accidentally take his charger too."

"Also, who else is here? I saw two cars in the parking lot."

'FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK-'

A savior arrived. Zoey, bounding down the stairs, her face no longer flush and her hair luckily normal, had a box in her hands. "Okay, Tyler this should be the last one from up top that I'm getting. You have two more for yourself up there, but I really need to get home and I better get paid overtime fo-- hey!" Zoey flashed a sincere -- or at least what Tyler thought was sincere smile to his girlfriend.

"Oh, hello!" Kaitlyn said. She gave a wave. "Is this, um...Zoey?"

"Oh, yeah. I work here part time. I wanted to leave early, but..._someone _just absolutely needed help wrapping this up before Ethan came in tomorrow." Zoey put a hand around her mouth to keep Tyler from seeing and whispered (loud enough for both to hear) "How do you deal with this person?" teasingly.

Kaitlyn laughed. "It's a struggle. You should see him at home."

Zoey met eyes with Tyler for a split second. "Oh, should I?"

"Yeah!" Kaitlyn said, laughing. "Total slob. Even when he eats."

Her eyes met his again for a moment. "Oh, I know! Such a messy eater. Please never pack him spaghetti ever again."

He felt his dick twinge.

"Okay okay, I didn't realize this turned into pick-on-Tyler night." He said in a faux-defensive voice. "You're free to go, Zoe. Thanks for all of your help."

"Sorry I couldn't help more." Kaitlyn turned for a moment and Zoey flashed him eyes of frustration. "I'll be sure to get more done next time."

"No, you did plenty. You've done a great job. Blame me."

"Oh, I will." Zoey laughed as she made her way to the door. "Don't forget your phone."

"I know, I know." And with that, Zoey was gone.

"So, she's a little cutie." Kaitlyn remarked. "I like her."

"Eh," Tyler said, sweating bullets on how to answer, "she's okay. She's a big help."

"I'd say. You had to do all of this?" She gestured to at least four hundred books, all newly labeled and stacked neatly.

Tyler, realizing how much Zoey did, felt bad. "Yup. I'm just now wrapping up all of my work."

"Well..." Kaitlyn said, coming up from behind him and wrapping her arms around him. "Maybe you could finish early, and..." She stood on her tip-toes and kissed his neck. "We could go back to my place."

Tyler wanted to feel something...but all he felt was numb. He faked it.

He put his hands over hers wrapping around him. "Oh my my. Aren't you a little playful today?" He said with fake intrigue.

"What can I say?" She said, giggling a little. "Now that I know how cute of a co-worker you've got, I have some pretty valid competition. Gotta stay on top of my game."

He laughed, but still, sweated even more bullets. "You don't have to worry about her. Boyfriend, remember? And do you really think she's that cute?"

"Absolutely! Did you see her fashion choice? Totally comfortable, yet fully functional. She might've needed more layers, though. It's cold out tonight."

"I guess." He shrugged. He broke her grip and turned to face her, placing his hands on her face. He then planted a kiss on her lips. "But not as cute as someone else in this room."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah. Me." He flashed her finger guns and she rolled her eyes. "Let me grab my phone, I'll be right back."

He headed upstairs. Luckily, Zoey had already sprayed the room down with freshener, moved everything back, and it was like they were never even there, Zoey not about to use her mouth like a cheap fleshlight for Tyler. His phone was in his pocket the entire time. He pulled it out.

[New Text Message]

From: Zoey
8:46 P.M.

"Come over. Parents are out. Tom not a problem."

Along with that was a link which opened his Maps App and had directions leading a couple of minutes away. Zoey's house.

He had a choice to make, and he knew it. He sighed, putting his phone in his pocket. He came back downstairs.

"All finished up?"

"Yeah. I think the box Zoey brought down can wait until tomorrow, so I'm just gonna close up early."

"Soo...are you going to come over?" She looked at him expectantly.