Six
420 Words
Aria's P.O.V
I went to Beck's office and I walked over to Marie. She smiled at me and got her phone out. She called up Beck and looked at me.
"Sir, your fiancée is here to see you. May I send her up?" Marie asked. Another short pause.
"Alright. You can go up," Marie said.
"Thank you, Marie," I smiled. I went inside the elevator and pressed the button.
Once I made it to his office, I saw him sitting and doing paper work. I walked up to him and he looked up at me.
"Hey beautiful," Beck said. He got up and walked over to me. I leaned against his desk and he gave me a kiss.
"What's up?" He asked wrapping his arms around me.
"I was thinking, what if, we went on a little vacation for a week?" I asked.
"I have to check with my schedule," He told me.
"Please? We haven't had a vacation since last year," I said. Our last vacation was when he proposed to me.
"Alright. I'll see if I can call a week off," Beck said.
"Thank you," I said before giving him a kiss.
"You want to stay a bit?" Beck asked me.
"I fell like I'm going to get bored," I said. He pouted a bit and I laughed.
"Okay. Fine." He smiled and sat on his chair. I sat on his lap and he started to finish some paper work.
"Doesn't this get boring?" I asked.
"Yes. But since you're here, I can motivate myself," He said.
"How do?" I asked.
"If I finish all this paper work before 12:30, I get to make out with you. If I don't, you can tease me as much as you like," Beck said.
"Good motivation," I joked. He chuckled and I smiled.
"Tell you what, you finish all of this before 12:30, I'll let you go rough on me tonight," I said.
"Deal," Beck said before doing his paper work. I smirked and started to kiss his neck.
"That's no fair," He said.
"Better get to it. You'd expect it to be that easy?" I asked after I pulled away from his neck.
"Yes," I rolled my eyes and put my lips back on his neck.
Once 12:30 hit, Beck was already done and he attacked my lips with mine. He kissed up and down my neck and I moaned.
"Take me home?" I said. He nodded and we grabbed our stuff. We went downstairs and got inside his car.
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