The next morning was a late start for Drake. He jumped out of bed and rushed to do his morning routine. It was a late start for everyone at the office due to maintenance. Drake was almost ready, but couldn’t decide on a shirt.
“White or blue?” Drake asked running downstairs creating noise.
“SHHHHH!!” Nicki loudly whispered.
Kyleigh started fussing and fidgeting, Nicki growled at Drake.
“Nice job daddy.”
“Sorry, so which shirt?”
“I don’t care, when you finally pick one shove it up your ass for me.” Nicki told him and stormed upstairs to try and put Kyleigh down for her nap.
"Well then."
Drake finally chose his shirt, put on his tie and ran out the front door, making his way to work for the holiday party.
» Don’t forget to eat something!
Nicki texted him. Drake smiled at the message. Even when she was mad she still cared.
Drake drove to his favorite restaurant. He ordered their famous bacon cheese burger and their classic fries. He happened to look up from his newspaper and saw Draya looking around. Draya caught Drake’s eye and walked over to the empty seat
"Do you mind if I sit here?" Draya inquired.
"Yes I do mind."
Drake smiled when he saw the look of disappointment.
"I’m kidding."
Draya gave him a small smile and took of her trench coat.
"Wow!" Drake exclaimed at the sight before him. “Look at you.”
“Christmas party remember.”
“Yeah I remember, you look great by the way.”
“Why, thank you, so you grabbing a bite to eat before the party.”
“Yes, lemme guess, so are you?”
“Great minds think alike.”
“Thanks Steve.” Drake talked the waiter, Steve.
“He has the best burgers in town.”
“Oh really now? Excuse me Steve? Steve right?”
“Hey Steve, fix her up, the special.”
An Hour Later
Drake and Draya arrived at the party. There are cocktail waitresses walking around. Ryan drunkily stumbled over to Oliver and Drake. He slurred his thank yous to Oliver for hiring the decorators and thanks to Drake for showing up. Drake laughed at his drunken cousin and excused himself to mingle with the rest of his co-workers. Draya kept stealing glance after glance at Drake. She began smirking at her plan she had in mind to seduce her man. Mixing with the alcohol in her system she was very…adventurous.
One of the older woman that worked their, begged Drake to dance with him. Of course, being the gentlemen he is, he obliged.
Draya smiled at Drake being nice to the old woman and slowly made her way into intervening their dance.
“Mind if I join?” Draya politely asked.
“Go right ahead little lady.”
“Hennessy?”
“No c’mon. A beer, 3 cranberry vodkas and now Hennessy, no thank you.”
“Pussy.”
Drake whipped his head around and narrowed his eyes at her. He snatched the glass from her hand and downed the shot of Hennessy.
Draya smiled and started dancing with him. Getting closer and closer.
“Okay Ms. Temp I see yah. Being naughty at a Christmas party, Santa isn’t gonna like that.”
“Hey!”
“I’m just saying.”
“Yeah, yeah. Y’know I wasn’t even gonna come to this party.”
“Care to elaborate?”
“I’m a temp, and I haven’t been here that long….”
“Well obviously from what I’ve been seeing, everyone is loving your presence.”
“So, that includes you?”
“Of course it includes me! I’m your biggest supporter.”
Draya and Drake danced their way around the room until they reached the mistletoe.
“Uh oh…” Draya smirked.
“So you want to place one big fat one on my cheek or no?”
“C’mon Drake, if you don’t people are gonna think something’s up.”
“Well, I’ll just risk that.” Drake told her and returned to mingle with everyone.
After about 30 minutes or so Drake decided it was time to get out of there and go home to his beautiful wife. He made a quick stop at the men’s room, but before he could turn around he felt someone run the mistletoe down the back of his head. He spun himself around and was meet with the eyes of Draya.
“Draya what ar-?”
Draya pushed him into a stall and started kissing him.
“Stop! Draya! Hey! Stop it!”
Drake’s eyes widened when he heard one of his drunk and disorderly co-workers stumble into the restroom.
“Shit!” Drake mouthed.
Drake was trying to see what the guy was doing through one of the cracks of the stall. At that moment was when Draya decided to try and take his pants off. She shoved up his shirt and then attacked the belt. Drake lifted her and put her against the stall wall, she hiked up her skirt.
“Stop it! Now hush!” Drake whispered.
“Draya! God damn it! Stop!”
Draya ignored Drake and crouched down, dragging her nails down his legs. Drake grabbed her by her arms and covered her mouth. She tried to grind on him ignoring Drake refusals. Drake grabbed her and shoved her against the wall. He didn’t mean to use such force, he just wanted her off of him.
“Stop! Enough Draya!” Drake exclaimed.
He grabbed the door and quickly left the stall and the restroom
“Wait Drake.”
“What the fuck is wrong with you?!”
“What? What’s wrong? Drake?!”
Drake drove as fast as he could to get home. He quietly stepped in the house and walked up the stair to Kyleigh’s room. He ran his hand over curls and listened to her light breaths. He kissed her lightly on the forehead and quietly left the room. Drake made his way to the master bedroom and shed his clothing, leaving him in his boxers. He climbed into their and pulled her to him, kissing her neck and the top of her head. Nicki turned her body so that she was facing him.
“How did it go?”
“The usual Nic.” Drake lied.
The Next Morning
Drake went into work trying duck and dodge Draya. Draya walked past him saying a friendly good morning, acting like nothing happened. Drake just chalked it up to her being drunk.
Draya got up from her desk and walked over to Drake’s office, she lightly knocked on the door and he looked up, taking his eyes off his work.
“Yes?”
“Dom wants to know when you might be done with the portfolio.”
“Uhm just tell him I’ll leave it on his desk before I leave him.”
“Ok.”
Drake put his head down and went back to work, but slowly lifted it to see Draya still standing there.
“Is there anything else?”
“So, Dom is a real ladies man?”
Drake gave her a confused look before answering that he didn’t know.
Draya shrugged and gave him a small smile before walking off.
Hours passed and it was time for Drake to go home. He stopped by Dom’s office, gave the portfolio to his secretary. He saw Draya leave first and sighed in relief. He waited for the elevator to come to take him to the parking garage.
The elevator reached the parking garage and Drake stepped out, walking towards his car while fishing out his keys. He hit the unlock button and threw his briefcase in the backseat before getting into the drivers side. He was just about to start the car when he was met with a surprise.
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