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No, vacation.
    I chuckled.
    Captain America: Goodnight, Casper and good luck.
    I signed off before he could reply.

Casper
    I swear, I only closed my eyes for a second and then the alarm was going off. I woke up with a hard-on from hell and tried for over five minutes to pee. I gulped down an energy drink and stuffed a piece of toast in my mouth as I walked out the door.
    The city was muggy and already alive with people. By the time I got to work, I was already sweating. Blaine had already arrived; I could hear him on the phone in his office.
    The morning flew by and we ate lunch on the floor of his office as we went through folder after folder of pictures of male models. We were so stressed over the campaign, we’d barely had time to sleep or eat. Thankfully, Spencer was good about reminding us that we needed to eat or we were going to end up as skeletons with energy drinks in our hands.
    I cracked my neck as I sat at my desk and looked over our appointments for the next two days.
    I knew Slater Cassidy was coming home on leave soon, and I didn’t know how I felt about it. I heard the elevator ding and held my breath. If it was one more corporate suit, I was going to scream. Although I’d hold it in if it was the boss man, Matthew Hawke.
    That man was seriously hot.
    I glanced up to see a cop walking down the hallway. What the hell? Why was the NYPD in the office?
    “Can I help you, officer?” I asked.
    “I’m looking for Casper Kennedy,” he snapped.
    Shit. Wait. I hadn’t done anything. Had I?
    “That would be me,” I said, standing up. “Is there something wrong?”
    “Yes, you’re under arrest.” He grabbed cuffs from his belt and twirled them on his finger.
    My eyes widened and I looked around in a panic.
    “For what?” I stammered.
    “For being illegally hot,” he barked, taking an iPod and a speaker from his uniform. The music blared from the tiny speaker and the cop in front of me whipped his pants off to The Village People’s “Macho Man.” A letter floated my way as the uniform jacket got tossed off.
    The door to Blaine’s office opened and my boss stood there with his jaw hanging open.
    “It wasn’t me!” I shouted over the music. I opened the card and read the words.
    I’m not done yet, Casper. I will bug you until you agree to go out with me. You never know what I’ll throw out next. Enjoy Officer Hung. ;)
    Slater.
    “Oh. My. God.” I flopped back down in my chair.
    Officer Hung was shoving his jock-covered dick in my face and I looked over my shoulder to see Blaine’s hand covering his mouth.
    He was laughing.
    “This is not funny!” I shouted over the music.
    I now had a shaved ass shaking in my face and my boss was doubled over, laughing.
    What a wonderful day.
    “How much will it take for you to stop?” I shouted.
    Officer Hung smiled and shook his dick at me. I swear to God I was going to kill Slater Cassidy.
    Clapping and whistling erupted behind me as Officer Hung finally stopped gyrating. I grabbed some money from my wallet and handed it to him. Blaine came to stand next to me and offered his own bills.
    “That was just wonderful.” Blaine smiled. “Thank you.”
    “No problem, sir.” Officer Hung tipped his hat and was off.
    I whirled around to Blaine and glared at him.
    “Did you know?”
    “God, I wish!” Blaine guffawed. “That was awesome!”
    “Ack!” I sat down and covered my face with my hands.
    “I told you, Casper. The Cassidy men are tenacious.”
    “You are the only boss who wouldn’t fire me for that.”
    “Why would I do that? I’m hoping that Slater gets his man.” Blaine winked at me as he walked back toward his office.
    “Why?”
    Blaine turned to look at me. “Because no matter how much you push him away, and bitch about him, that look on your face is happiness, Casper. I like seeing that look.”
    I sat back in shock as Blaine walked into his office, and shut the door behind him. I looked happy? Damn, when was the last time I was