Chapter 58: The Booty Call
Samantha reported to work at seven in the morning. She wanted to observe the breakfast service at
the hotel, aiding Anthony, her sous chef that day.
As she enforced new dishes and imposed new rules in her kitchen, she was at least satisfied how
her executive sous chef had begun his work withoutining.
The only catch was, he was giving her a silent treatment. Still, Samantha thought the fact that
Matteo was back to work meant he epted defeat. She now only had to win his friendship.
With the exception of one sous chef named Deana, everyone was back to work.
Deana, the bitter and number one follower of Matteo, called in sick that day. Thankfully, it was not
such a busy day.
Being a Tuesday, the rest of the morning was somewhat quiet. At eleven in the morning, Samantha
found herself yawning from inside the kitchen.
She then thought about her husband and so she leaned back on one side of the wall, just thinking
about Ethan. She did not know when and how it happened, but she flushed out of nowhere. She
found herself recalling being eaten down there that she felt goosebumps all over.
"Are you okay, Chef?" Jane, her station chef, caught her attention.
Clearing her throat, she answered, "Yeah... I." She turned tomato red before admitting, "I was just...
thinking about my husband."
"Oh," expressed Jane. "Well, I would be blushing too if I had a husband as fine as Mr. Ethan
Wright!"
One other female chef echoed, "Amen to that!"
"Chef, you should bring your husband some lunch. We are too over staff for lunch service and you
mentioned you will stay until dinner service, so why not take a longer lunch out!" Suggested
Anthony. He turned to Matteo and asked, "Right Chef Matteo?"
Matteo was silent for a second, but eventually answered, "Anthony and I can take care of lunch
service."
"Go, girl! Get your man!" Suggested Jane while raising her brows.
Samantha thought about it and so she decided to go with the suggestion. She said, "Okay, then
Matteo and I will take care of the dinner service!"
***
"What kind of sloppy proposal are you giving me on a Tuesday morning?!" Ethan threw the papers
in front of two managers, out on the table from inside one of the building''s conference rooms.
It wastest year that they had ventured with a constructionpany and while they were doing
well over the past few months; they were faced with a bad review following an overlook by one of
the partneringpany''s engineers.
This left Ethan upset that Tuesday morning, not having presented a reasonable proposal.
"We are not going to have lunch until you give me a good solution! You hear me - Who is that
disturbing our meeting?!" Ethan''s angry voice shifted to the loud knock on the door.
Everyone was also stunned to hear disturbance during their meeting, especially John Garcia.
If anything, everyone knew when the boss was not in the good mood, it was suicidal to cut off their
meeting.
The door opened, and Samantha came in, wearing a lovely dress. Her face was red as she
appeared contrite and said, "Sorry."
Raising several take-out bags, she suggested, "I wanted to have lunch with you but - "
"Let''s take an hour lunch break," Ethan immediately announced, adjusting his angry mood. "But
when Ie back, the food that you have taken should already create a better solution to the
problem."
"Um... I was thinking maybe... an hour and a half... Lunch break?" Samantha wasn''t sure how far
her husband will go, but something in her wanted to test him.
Ethan nced at his wife for a second before changing the times, "An hour and a half." He scanned
the eyes of his managers and demanded, "Thank my wife for giving you... additional time."
"Thank you, Mrs. Wright. Thank you!"
"You are an angel, Mrs. Wright! Thank you," John Garcia, who was also present, was grateful that
he could eat lunch that day. He thought, yet again, it proved how much his boss treasured
Samantha.
After seeing John and the managers leave, Ethan made his way to his wife. He heard her ask, "Did
Ie in a bad time?"
"Yes, but... You are my priority," said Ethan. "Let''s have lunch at my office."
Samantha was pleased that Ethan had already made the office aware of his wife. She did not have
any difficulty going into the office and speaking with the rest of the secretaries. It was like; they were
all warned to give her the utmost attention required.
It was during their meals that Samantha spoke of Ethan''s temper during their meeting. She told,
"Honey, I may not be aware of how bad the situation is, but you need to calm down when speaking
to your people. They may be your employees, but without them, things could be worse."
Ethan swallowed the salmon that was in his mouth before he answered, "I gave them enough time
to prepare, but I''ll take that into consideration." He nced at her adoringly and said, "Thank you,
hon, and thank you foring to see me for lunch."
"Was it okay that I came over?" She asked before pursing her lips.
Putting down his takeout box, he answered, "Of course, honey. You are my wife. You can disturb
me anytime. What is mypany if I leave you and my children without attention? You, Kyle, and
Kenzie are my life now."
That utterly made Samantha smile. Even without finishing her lunch, she ced down her meal and
walked over to the other side of the couch.
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Ethan had a small sitting area inside his office, and it was there that they had lunch together.
Samantha slowly sat on hisp and caressed his handsome face. She pecked on his cheek and
said, "That''s why you are so easy to fall in love with."
"Hmmm," said Ethan with a smirk. "Do I... get a reward for that?"
They quickly exchanged the vors of their meals, kissing while generously parting their mouths. It
took just seconds for them to engross in a savory and passionate kiss before they let go.
"Sam, I want you," Ethan softly said.
Samantha announced, "Will you." She flushed before suggesting. "Taste me down there again?"
The truth was, after getting some free time at the hotel, she found herself thinking about her
husband, eating her rose. It filled her desirepletely that it never left her mind.
When she came to Ethan''s office, she meant to get eaten, and she wasn''t leaving until she got one
good loving.
"Hmmm... With pleasure, my wife. With pleasure," Ethan said before suggesting. "Let me just... turn
off the cameras."
***
Half an hour passed and Samantha was utterly overjoyed. She had that glow in her face that told;
she gotid!
As she fixed herself from inside Ethan''s private restroom, she told herself, ''Way to go, Sam!''
After putting on her make-up, she came out and sat back next to her husband. She pecked on his
cheek and said, "Thanks hon, I better get going. Edgar is waiting for me. He''ll take me back to the
hotel."
"Hmmmm." Ethan put an arm around Samantha. He leaned back and said to her, "My dearest
wife... did youe here to me... for a booty call?"
Samantha wound upughing. She answered, "I would not call it that! It''s just that... we were cut off
this morning!"
She turned tomato red before admitting, "I could not get over it, so I came here."
Ethan studied Samantha''s beautiful face for a second. He smirked and suggested, "Well then, I
suppose, it''s my turn to visit you during lunch tomorrow. Have the hotel reserve one suite for us
tomorrow."
Samantha''s giggle faded, realizing how she had just opened doors for Ethan to devour her even in
between work. She swallowed her own spew and questioned, "Really? It can''t wait until evening?"
Clearing his throat, Ethan told, "The lunch rendezvous was... very exciting." He smirked and added,
"I want to try it again."