Free The Chase, Volume 3 by Jessica Wood

CHA PTER ONE
    Dean
    I had gone into Trent’s office feeling a sense of dread. I had worried that I’d leave his office full of regret for what I was about to give up.
    But I had been wrong. As I left his office, all I felt was an unusual jubilation—almost like a drunken high that coursed through every fiber of my body. To my surprise, I was relieved. A heavy weight had just been lifted from my shoulders and I could finally breath again.
    Giving up the chance to become the youngest partner at William & Sutter LLP. was a difficult decision to make. But I knew it was the right one. It may have been an opportunity of a lifetime, but I knew it wasn’t one I could take. If I had gone through with Trent’s wishes, it would have taken things from me that I knew I could never get back: my integrity, my self respect, and any real chance I may have with Blair. As much as I wanted to be made a partner at William & Sutter LLP., I wanted to make it on my terms and based on my hard work. I didn’t want to be another man’s puppet.
    I walked passed Blair’s office and looked inside. It was empty. I reached for my phone and dialed her number. It went straight to voicemail.
    I glanced at my watch. 9:49 a.m. Where is she? She should be here by now.
    I pulled up my phone and did a quick search and found her personal email address and sent her an email.
     
    To: Blair Parker
    From: Dean Chase
    Subject: Surprise
     
    Miss Parker,
    After the way you “opened up” for me, I’m sure you don’t mind that I took the liberty of finding your personal email. While you previously indicated that you’d like to keep contact at a minimum and formalities intact, I believe those eight, hard inches you had so much fun with last night must have changed your position on that, no? ;) Plus, I must insist that we make our contact more informal, and more often. After all, my cock’s found a home in a tight, warm place owned by you, and I’m afraid that if it can’t be at home more often, it’d go crazy.
    I’m sorry I had to leave this morning before you woke up. But when I saw you sleeping there, you looked so peaceful, and oh so very hot, I just knew I shouldn’t wake you. Don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t even that I was being nice. It was more that I knew that if I did wake you up, I’d be an hour late for my appointment because I wouldn’t be able to resist being inside you again. And as you know by now, what my cock wants, it gets.
    Now that my meeting’s over, want to make it up to me? ;)
    Dean & Homeless Cock
    P.S. I hope you enjoyed the breakfast I’d slaved over this morning for you. I imagine that it was the most amazing home-cooked breakfast you’d ever had. Welcome to Chase Cafe.
     
    I refreshed my inbox several times in the next few minutes, expecting her usual lightning-speed response. But to my surprise, nothing. As the minutes turned into hours with no reply from her, I began to wonder if I had read everything all wrong. Was she really not that interested in me? Was she about to blow me off again like she had before?
    I spent the rest of the morning in my office trying to lose myself in work. That usually kept my mind busy and off everything else. But even that hadn’t helped. I couldn’t seem to concentrate on anything for longer than a few minutes before checking my email to see if she had responded.
    It wasn’t until early afternoon when I went across the street to Peet’s Coffee & Tea to grab my afternoon coffee that her response finally appeared in my inbox. I nearly spilled the coffee on myself as I stared at my phone in shock. I immediately opened her email to read her response.
     
    To: Dean Chase
    From: Blair Parker
    Subject: Do I need to file for a restraining order?
    Mr. Chase & Homeless Cock,
    I realize that I might have underestimated you. I thought I had seen you at your most cockiest. But now, I stand corrected. Your cockiness is seriously without bounds.
    Also, I hate to burst your bubble—especially as it