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"You know, all the men watching me as I was swinging my hips on that table."

"Sarah, don't you dare..."

I step away from him towards the door, look back and give him a small little smile. "Ethan, like you said before, you and I, we're not anything. I'm not looking for an emotional entanglement either. I'm not looking for a relationship. Our fucks, while they've been quite good, haven't been the best I've ever had. So you know what? Move on with your life.” I take a deep breath as I return to the dancefloor. My entire body is trembling at my lies, but I am pleased at the shocked expression I’ve left on Ethan’s face.

24

Ethan

"Icannot believe that woman,” I say as I stare up at the ceiling from my bed. The previous night had been one of the hottest nights I'd ever had in my life, and yet Sarah had walked away from me as if it meant nothing. She'd gone back out to the bar, and over to her friend, and they'd started dancing and jumping up and down. She hadn't even looked around to see if I was watching, or still there.

I wasn't sure why I'd gone to The Owl and the Pussycat the previous evening. Something had told me to go in for a drink, and when I'd seen her there dancing, laughing like she was having the time of her life, I hadn't been able to believe it.

She didn't seem bothered whatsoever about the fact that the afternoon meeting hadn't been a date, or the fact that I'd said I wasn't interested in a romantic entanglement. Maybe she wasn't interested in me like that. Maybe she didn't want to be in a relationship. Which I knew was not true because she'd put a personal ad.

"She's fricking literally looking for a billionaire,” I say as I pull up my phone to look at her ad again. She literally had been looking for me. I mean, maybe not me, but someone that was just like me. Maybe she really wasn't satisfied by me, which I knew was a joke. The way she'd come on my dick the previous evening had told me just how attracted she was to me.

"Maybe it's just a physical thing,” I say as I pull the sheets off and jump out of bed. I'm annoyed again, and I'm fed up with feeling annoyed. I'm fed up of Sarah controlling my emotions. I'm fed up with thinking about her morning, noon, and night. This woman has gotten under my skin and I don't even understand why. I'd slept with plenty of women before in my life, hotter women even. But yet, none of them had irked me the way that she does.

There's just something about her, a lightness in her eyes, the way she smiles. Everything about her calls to me. Everything about her makes me want to fall at her feet and kiss them, and kiss up her legs, and have her sit on my face. Fuck, I'm growing hard. I know I need to have a shower. I know I need to get this woman out of my mind. I sigh. It's going to be a long day.

I notice that Jackson's called me several times, and I call him back as I head into the shower.

"Yo, what's up?" I say as soon as he answers.

"What you mean, yo, what's up? You're the one that called me." He sounds groggy.

"I'm returning your calls. There were three of them."

"Oh, yeah." He grunts. "Lord Chambers wants to know if you've come up with the jingle. He wants to hear it because he’s got some marketing meeting with his PR company.” He groans, "I don't know exactly what's going on, but could you call him?"

"I mean, I'm not the one working on the jingle; that's Sarah,” I say, groaning.

"Well, can you ask her when the jingle's going to be ready?"

"I didn't particularly want to speak to her right now,” I say as I turn on my shower faucet. I think back to the previous evening. I wish she'd spent the night. I wish I could fuck her in the shower right now and then go about my business.

"Dude, I thought you said whatever you guys had was not going to affect the workplace."

"We didn't have anything, and it's not affecting the workplace."

"Well, you did have something. And there's no point getting an attitude with me, Ethan. I'm just saying Lord Chambers wants to know if you have the jingle. You handed that over to Sarah Kahan, right?"

“Yes," I grunt. “I just said that.”

"Well, you need to find out if she's finished the jingle. And if she has, she needs to record it and perform it or whatever so Lord Chambers can hear it. Because right now he's not very happy."

"What do you mean he's not very happy? Do you know how much money we paid him to be able to-"

"Ethan," he cuts me off, "Dude, get it together."

"I've gotten it together. I'll call her and find out." I say. I hang up on him and take a deep breath. I do not want to contact Sarah. I do not want to talk to her. I'm not in the mood to play games with her this morning. But if I’m honest a small part of me is excited to see her.

I call her number before I can think. She answers on the second ring.

"Hello?" She says, sounding groggy.

"Sarah, is that you? Are you still in bed?" I practically bark into the phone.

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