Addison smirked at Preston’s commentary, noting its sexual undertone. “I think I’ll leave the forceful stuff to you,” she replied, intentionally maintaining that same sexual air about her words. “At least if I get stuck working here, I’ll look forward to being your boss.” She chuckled darkly. “I’d really ride you.”<br/><br/>When she questioned his intentions with the company, Addison didn’t expect him to laugh. Her brows raised, perplexed, until he started to explain. Preston apparently didn’t think he was good at telling others what to do, though Addison scoffed at that, implying that she had evidence which said otherwise, Preston maintained that she would actually be better at that particular task.<br/><br/>“Oh, I’m sure you could handle the hard stuff.” She eyed him with a clandestine look. She chuckled when he mentioned bending her over the boss’s desk. “Oh, is that the next place you had in mind for us to fuck?” She asked, her eyes lighting up. “What a risky spot!” She stood up from the bench and tossed her trash into the closest garbage can. “When did you plan on trying to pull that off?”<br/><br/>Addison looked at her phone for a moment. “I think he’s still on his lunch break, now. But tomorrow he’s scheduled to go to an onsite location and check on all of the ins and outs, so he’ll probably be there all afternoon.” She smirked, wondering if Preston really would follow through with that plan, despite how risky it would really be.