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back to her computer like she has just told me she liked my tie and started typing feverishly. I know she was emailing the family with the update.
    Walking to my office, I was sore as hell but the worst part is ever since meeting my girl my dick has been hard as a rock. Adjusting myself isn't working. Leaning my head back, I close my eyes and my mind is filled with images of Siobhan. I feel the pre cum leaking from my dick. I look down. Fuck! I'm about to jack my dick, something I haven't had to do since I was fourteen and started fucking our babysitters. Pulling my cock out, I close my eyes and picture Siobhan’s hair spread out across my pillow, back arching as I'm pounding all 11 inches of my cock inside her sweet little cunt. I take one more squeeze, and I come harder than I ever have in my life at my desk at work with Siobhan's name on my lips.

Chapter 6
    While sitting at The Mad Batter reading Hyde and Seek by Layla Frost, the chair across from me slides backward and a large body slides into it. Hitting the corner of my screen to mark my place, I slowly put my iPad upon my lap, and look up to address the intruder.
    “Hello, Mr. Kerrigan?”
    “Ms. Gallagher,” he says curtly.
    Since he says nothing else, I cut into my apple crumb muffin and cover it with Apple preserves. I pull my iPad out and pick up where I left off. I can feel his eyes on me. Out of the corner of my eye, I see his arm stretching across the table for my iPad.
    “I will remind you, Mr. Kerrigan, I don't like to be touched,” I say through gritted teeth.
    “I don't like to be ignored!” he countered.
    “Mr. Kerrigan, I was sitting here minding my own business. There is a bakery full of empty seats, but you chose to sit across from me, even though you saw I was otherwise engaged. Please get to the point of your interruption, so I can get back enjoying the remainder of my breakfast.”
    “I don't like your tone, Ms. Gallagher.”
    I appeared to look for something, I lifted my plate and looked under the table moved my bag and looked under it finally I heard. “Ms. Gallagher what are you looking for?”  
    I looked him in the eye boldly and said “I've seem to have misplaced my bag of fucks to give!”
    I coolly return to eating my muffin. I heard the chair slide back and the door chime. Frankie came running over. “Did you just tell Easton Kerrigan, one of America's most Eligible Bachelors, Billionaire Playboy and The Golden Boy of the Kerrigan Family that you were out of fucks to give?” Frankie asked with astonishment in her voice.
    “I don't like assholes, that guy is an asshole!”
    I wake up to the sound of the outside gate buzzing. It's seven o’clock in the morning. No one knows I'm here, so who the hell is at the gate. Walking to the intercom, I ask who it is.
    “Hello, Ms. Gallagher. It’s Stacy Kerrigan. I'm here with my brother, Michael. I had hoped I could speak with you.”
    “Ms. Kerrigan, you do realize that it's seven in the morning on a Saturday morning? Why are you here?”
    “I’m here because I told you a lie, and I know a way to help you get The Hope Theatre, but you have to be somewhere exactly at eight –twenty for it to happen.”
    “Stacy, thank you, but I've decided to pass on the building.”
    I heard a man’s voice. “Hello Ms. Gallagher, I'm Michael I want to tell you that The Hope Theatre is owned by Kerrigan Properties not individually by Easton Kerrigan. So, let's say you wanted the building you could meet with my parents. They can sell you the property. My brother couldn't stand in your way.”
    “Why are you doing this?”
    “In your inquiry, you stated you wanted the theatre to be turned into a music conservatory. My mom has had her heart set on restoring that building for thirty years, but never wanted to undertake a project of that size,” Stacy says
    Michael adds, “My brother wants to turn it into office space. If I can see my mom’s dreams for that building come true, I owe it to her