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.

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

coffee?” I ask her

waiting for you.”

her; her eyes glimmer. She takes a seat in front of my desk and looks at me with furrowed

have

want hot

hotter, that I

muffin she offers. Our fingers touch. Shit. Why do I feel

Looks

be replaced,” I simply

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

I

I being replaced?” she asks quickly.

you deserve a position.”

excitement filling in her wide eyes. What I am

years old

and I can’t help but smile

the floor, Fourth,” she replies and moves beside me as she wraps her arms around my neck. She presses

heart is pounding hard. I felt like this before, but this time, it’s

can smell her. Her warm body awakens my unconscious

you, Bash!” she chirps.

thank me,” I whisper.

steps away. “You don’t sound

sickly. “Like I can stop Dad, Tri,” I reply, annoyed.

not taking your position, am I? And you know that’s impossible. Then, are you not happy

not it, Tri,” I say with scattered

Do you want me to be your assistant for so long?” Trinity demands,

I glare at her.

Panic invades her voice.

the new financial analyst,” I

That must be her dream position that’s why she worked

confirm silently.

Yes!” She’s so excited, and I nod glumly. “Don’t you want me to be a part

over. Jesus, I am going to ruin her

proven myself. I graduated with honor. I dedicated and spent most of my time as an intern just to be a

looks hurt, and now it’s killing

“I will not take that position anymore. If you want a

feel a pang on my chest.

resign,” She adds.

resign,” I say fiercely.

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

quickly follow her, grabbing her arm to stop her. “You are not fired, Trinity. I am not accepting your resignation. Technically, I am still your boss,

you anymore. Expect my resignation on your desk tomorrow.” She faces

now the strongest woman I’ve ever met, and I’m so proud of what

not do that!”

her office, ignoring me, and I am still

catches. I am more pissed and terrified of losing her

She stops abruptly. “What?”

what I mean.”

don’t care, Mr. Hughes.”

that again.” I

filled with anger. “Or

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

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

like,” I say calmly despite

she replies. Anger flashes across her beautiful face, and

I say with a

“Forget it!” She

I am

She grabs her bag, tosses her phone

quickly. Panic grows in the

and

thing I hear is the door slamming

the wall before I even realize it. What have I done?

than the pain on my knuckles. I bump my forehead against the wall

to lose her

I take a deep breath to calm my nerves, but it does

attention. It’s Lizzy.

do you--

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