Bashing Trinity

BASH

“Fuck!” Dad curses.

I turn around quickly when I realize what they’re doing.

Heat creeps in my cheeks with embarrassment. I can’t believe I’ve just witnessed what Dad and Mom are doing in his office. It isn’t easy to be in this awkward situation. I grip the door handle when I hear my mom giggle.

“Bash, I’m sorry. We shouldn’t be doing it here,” Mom says, laughing.

I stay still.

“We’re not having sex, Bash. You can turn around now,” Dad says who finds everything is okay after their son just caught them almost having sex.

I face them slowly just to make sure they are both dressed because when I entered moments ago, mom’s dress zipped down from her back, and dad’s shirt unbuttoned while they were making out on the desk.

“Can’t you at least lock the door before you start eating each other’s face? Or at least tell me not to come?” I ask annoyingly and amused at the same time.

I can’t believe them doing that with an unlocked door, but I am happy that they’re still in love.

I know they love each other very much. I never hear them fight about a third party involved.

I hope to have a married life like them when I settle down.

“Is that how you call it now, baby Bash? Eating each other’s face?” Mom asks, recoating her lipstick while dad is fixing his tie.

I walk towards them, kissing mom on her cheek and hugging Dad.

“Whatever. Thank god, I’m the one who entered. Or this is not the first time someone caught the both of you doing something here?” I ask, scrutinizing their reactions.

Mom smiles sheepishly.

“Oh, Jesus. Don’t answer that,” I say, raising a hand in surrender.

“Bash, I will let Kiara start her proper job next week. No arguments,” Dad imposes.

“Dad, don’t you think it’s too early for her? She doesn’t have any experience in her new position,” I resist.

“She has proven herself, son. Don’t you think you’re too selfish?” Dad argues.

I know I don’t have the right, and I will end up following his order.

“I’m not selfish, Dad,” I say defensively. “But I want an experienced employee on my team. She’s a fresh grad.”

“So do you,” Dad points out.

“That’s the point. I need a well-experienced because I am an inexperienced too,” I insist.

“You will learn, Bash. And so as she. She graduated cum laude from an exclusive university. Give her a chance, and I trust and believe in her,” Dad says adamantly.

“Why so soon?”

“Why not?”

“Dad.”

“Bash, listen to me, son. You can still talk to her, date her. She’s only a floor away.” I blink repeatedly. I can’t believe Dad is okay with me dating his employee.

“That’s not what I mean,” I say awkwardly.

“Then why are you against my decisions? I already arranged for your masters. You two will go together on Thursdays and Fridays both for your masters. Mondays thru Wednesdays, you both will be at work.”

My mouth hangs open. I sit on the empty chair like I lose my strength.

“Baby Bash, don’t you agree with your dad’s plan?” Mom is squeezing my hand.

I look at her, and I see her green eyes full of concern.

“You will thank me later, son,” Dad says and sits back on his chair.

I manage to nod with a small smile, though deep inside, I am against all of these. I’m a grown man, and I wish he waits for me to do it myself. I am capable of deciding what’s right for me. But too late for that, he plans everything ahead of me.

I walk lazily back to my office. Why this has to happen to me? How can I last for so long when she’s with me every day? Dad thinks that’s what I want? If I follow my heart, that’s exactly what I want, and there’s no way I can run away from this. I just start our friendship, and I’m going to end up ruining it again.

“Bash, you okay?” Trinity asks cautiously.

my shirt and suit on, I can still feel the warm touch on me like skin to skin. Everything

you have your coffee?” I ask her as I

waiting for

eyes glimmer. She takes a seat in front of my desk

shouldn’t have

you want hot coffee?”

hot coffee. You’re way hotter, that I can burn myself just

what’s in my head right now. I grab the muffin she offers. Our fingers touch. Shit. Why do I feel this way? I take a

on with you, Bash? Looks like you just lost millions.”

“You’ll be replaced,” I simply

the muffin still in her hand. Her jaw drops, and her shoulders just droop.

I

am I being replaced?” she

“Because you deserve

She’s quicker on her feet and grins with excitement filling in her

she’s like eight years old who just receives a

your position?” I ask, and I can’t help

“I don’t care as long as I’m not gonna map the floor, Fourth,” she replies and moves beside me as she wraps her arms around my neck. She presses her face on me like how she did it

fourth since I came back. My heart is pounding hard. I felt like this before, but this time, it’s a

warm body awakens

Bash!” she

dad, Tri. Don’t thank me,” I whisper.

arms around me and takes a few steps away. “You don’t sound happy about your dad’s decisions, do you, Bash?”

My stomach churns sickly. “Like I can stop Dad, Tri,”

know that’s impossible.

Tri,” I say with scattered thoughts.

the problem? Do you want me to be your

I glare at her.

wrong?” Panic

new financial analyst,” I

but I can see that she’s pleased to hear that. That must be her dream position that’s why she worked

I confirm silently.

department team? Yes!” She’s so excited, and I nod glumly. “Don’t

“It’s not like that, Trinity.” My belly flips over. Jesus, I am going to ruin her moments.

have proven myself.

take a deep breath, and she looks hurt, and now it’s

An awkward silence hangs between us. “I will not take that

feel a pang on my

“And I resign,”

will not resign,” I say fiercely.

did, Mr. Hughes!” She moves away to her

to stop her. “You are not fired, Trinity. I am not accepting your

anymore. Expect my resignation on your desk tomorrow.” She faces me with fierce.

strongest woman I’ve ever met, and I’m so proud of what she becomes. I’m not surprised why Dad chose her

will not do

me, and I am still following

My breathing catches. I am more pissed and terrified

stops abruptly. “What?”

not what I

care, Mr. Hughes.”

that again.” I

filled with

woman is infuriatingly sexy when she’s mad. Her hands are on her hips, glaring at me.

like crazy. My eyes fall to her succulent lips, and she suddenly blinks

something that you might not like,” I say

beautiful face, and I hate the feeling that I just make her angry.

got you back, Tri,” I say with a hint

“Forget it!” She yells.

I demand respect. I am

grabs her bag, tosses her phone

ask quickly. Panic grows in the pit of my stomach.

answer me and

hear is the door slamming a

before I even realize

on my knuckles. I bump my forehead against the

lose her again.

my nerves, but it does not

diverting my attention. It’s

do you-- what?”

“What did you do, Sebastian Hughes, IV?” My sister’s angry voice is deafening my ear.