James was buried under a mountain of papers, his eyes glued to the screen as he tried to finish Luke's report. The man was a god, a vision of perfection in James's eyes. He couldn't help but let his mind wander to thoughts of Luke, his chiseled jawline, his piercing blue eyes. James shook his head, trying to refocus on the task at hand.
His phone buzzed, pulling him out of his reverie. It was a message from Luke, asking James to come to his office. James's heart raced as he made his way down the hall, rehearsing what he was going to say. He took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
Luke was on the phone when James entered, gesturing for him to take a seat. James tried not to stare, but it was impossible. Luke was just so...commanding. James couldn't help but feel a thrill at the thought of being alone with him.
Luke finally hung up and turned his attention to James. "You wanted to see me?" he said, his voice deep and authoritative.
James stuttered out his report, trying to keep his cool. Luke listened intently, asking questions and making notes. James felt a surge of pride at Luke's attention, his mind racing with thoughts of what could happen next.
Finally, Luke nodded and said, "This looks great, James. I knew I could count on you."
James felt a rush of pleasure, his heart pounding in his chest. Luke leaned back in his chair and said, "Is there anything else you wanted to discuss?"
James hesitated, then said, "Actually, there is one more thing."
Luke raised an eyebrow and said, "Oh? What's that?"
James took a deep breath, his mind made up. "I was wondering if you'd like to have dinner with me tonight," he said, his voice steady and confident.
Luke's eyes widened in surprise, then a slow smile spread across his face. "I'd like that," he said.
James felt a thrill of excitement, his mind racing with possibilities. He stood up, gathering his papers. "I'll pick you up at seven," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Luke nodded, his eyes never leaving James. "I'll be ready," he said, his voice low and seductive.
James left the office, his mind spinning with thoughts of the night ahead. He couldn't believe what he had just done, but he didn't regret it. He couldn't wait to see where this new dynamic would take them.
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