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Chapter 3 by Bossfrog Bossfrog

What's next?

open her door

the fit thirty six year old lent against her large glass desk. her long blond hair draped over her left shoulder as she looked at a file she held in her right hand. looking at Aaron she smiled then began to speak. "i know it was a terrible thing that happened to you but this kind of toxic anger isn't going to stop the fact that you got in a crash." her thin body was draped in a black shirt that was tucked into her black leather pencil skirt. the worried look on her face **** Aaron to sit on the soft couch that was positioned to the left of her door. placing his cane on the coffee table he sighed in defeat and looked at her tears glazed his eyes and she could tell. walking towards him she sat on the table in front of him and grabbed his hands. She looked him in the eyes "I've known you for ten years and ever since I inherited my fathers business three years ago you've been there for me as a friend and second in command, if there's anything i can help you with pleas tell me."

Aaron looked down to her slender hands placed round his. her nails polished to perfection and her hands smooth and soft. tracing up her arms he followed the flow of her cola bone to her slightly open shirt where her reasonable sized breasts hung. running his eyes up to hers he began to talk with a cracked voice "my wife that I've been married to for the past 20 years was cheating on me and now shes filing for a divorce." he looked down and began to cry the tears hit her hands and she squeezed his "my daughter charlie is pregnant and shes only 18 and the young man who did this to her is twenty and isn't taking responsibility for what he did to my girl." Shocked and dumbstruck Kara pulled him in and began to hug his shoulders, her face contorted into a sad show of affection as she stroked his back. "you really don't have to come in to work you know" Aaron nodded as he lifted his head back from her shoulder. Kara looked at him and his sad face pulling a tissue from a box on the coffee table she dried his eyes and stroked his hair ruffly back to the clean cut shape it was before. her hand ended on his left cheek and she looked into his eyes. he pulled her hands from his face and looked at her, he opened his mouth the say thank you but before the chance came Kara lent in and placed her lips on his. somehow her hands were again placed either side of his face pulling him in.

what just happened?

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