Free Promiscuous (Book 2 in the Fixer Series) by Alyson Raynes Page A

your right to do that.  Since you didn’t give the proper notice, you do realize that you will be ineligible for re-hire?”
    I hated to pull the card I was going to pull next, but he had gone too far again and I was really pissed. 
    “And you realize that I don’t give a shit right now about being re-hired, correct?  That I could walk out that door right now and not look back and deal with this shit that you’re dishing out.  Did you forget that I live with the owner’s son?  Do you think that I have no power over what happens to your position?  Right!  So you may want to take a different approach when you’re speaking to me.  Do you understand?  Do I make myself clear?”
    “Brooke, I think you should get your things and go, make today your last day.”
    “No problem David!  Best of luck to you,” I said as I packed up my picture frame and flowers.  As far as I was concerned, he could kiss my plump, fat ass and he was going to need all the luck he could get. 
    ***
    Dylan was in the garage when I arrived with a look of shock on his face. 
    “What’s wrong princess?  Bad day at work?” he smirked as I walked past him. 
    “Not really,” I said as I entered the grand entrance of the penthouse. 
    “I heard,” Dylan said laughing, walking toward me and pulling me into a tight hug. 
    “What?  Who told you?” I asked? 
    “My dad called.  He said that David was in his office ranting and raving about what a bitch you are and how he didn’t want to see you in his department again.  He also expressed to my father that he didn’t appreciate that I take off time whenever it suits me.”
    “You have got to be kidding me,” I said realizing what a rat bastard David truly was.  “What did your dad say?  Was he pissed that I stood up to David?”
    Dylan laughed hard.  “No princess.  My dad thought it was comical.  He said David looked like a raving lunatic in his office.  He told him that he needed to go back downstairs and finish the job he was hired to do and to quit worrying about what my girlfriend and I do.  It’s one of the perks of owning the compan y Brooke.  You needed time off for personal reasons and you were able to take it.  I’m glad I have been able to provide that for you, and now that you’re unemployed, I will have you all to myself,” he snickered.
    “At some point though, I will have to find another job and pay you back Dylan.  I don’t expect you to support me.  I am perfectly capable of supporting myself and I fully intend on doing so.”
    Dylan got closer to me, looking me in the eye; his blue eyes staring into me making me feel all hot and tingly inside.  “I know Brooke.  Stop worrying, I know you are perfectly capable of taking care of yourself.  It’s one of the many things that attracted me to you.  You’ve never cared about my money, just me.  Oh…and speaking of money, I almost forgot, we have my parent’s thirtieth wedding anniversary party this Saturday night.  Would you do me the honors of being my date?”  
    “I would but I don’t have anything to wear, unless it is business casual attire and I’m pretty sure it won’t be.”
    “Actually Brooke, it’s a toga party, so you’ll only need a sheet.”
    I stood looking at him in horror, “you’re kidding right?” I asked as Dylan laughed hysterically. 
    “Yes princess, I’m kidding.  It’s a ball so we’ll need to get you a dress for the event.  Don’t even start with me, I know how you like to worry, I have it taken care of it.  I have a designer that will make you a beautiful dress out of sheets,” he said laughing and rolling his eyes. 
    Pushing him away, I turned walking toward the bathroom, “you are such an ass Dylan,” I said shaking my head and trying to hold back my laughter; I wasn’t very successful.  I shut the door and took a moment for myself, feeling the anxiety wash over me like an angry ocean.  I would be meeting Dylan’s parents for the first