Meyer groaned and tossed his napkin on the table. “Really, Shawn?”
“It’s a big house! You’ll barely see each other.”
“I don’t want to see you necking her, either. Whatever you want to get yourself into, keep it out of my sight.”
“Aye, aye.” Shawn executed a mock salute and then stood. “I should get back to my inbox. Come over whenever you want tomorrow. Maddie, it was a pleasure to meet you for real.”
My head snapped up at the nickname. He frowned.
“Sorry, that’s what Meyer calls you. Do you not like that?”
“No, it’s okay.” Meyer grabbed my hand again and squeezed. “You just caught me off guard. No one calls me that but him.”
“How romantic.” He smiled dryly. “I’ll catch you later. Have a good rest of the day.”
I dropped Meyer’s hand and stood the moment the door closed behind Shawn, wiping my hand on my dress as I paced across the room. “People think this is normal.”
“That was the entire point. You knew that.”
I pressed my fingertips into my eyes, trying to sort through my conflicting thoughts and emotions. I wished even harder that I’d run when I had the keys to a fast car within reach. “You’re a monster.”
“So you keep telling me.” His palm landed too low on my back, sliding down to cup my ass while his other hand brushed the hair away from my neck and pressed a kiss there. “But I still have you.” He reached behind me to his desk and pulled something from his bag, then pressed it into my hand. When I looked down, I saw a packet of pills in individual blister packs. “Start these today, by the way. We don’t need any more clandestine trips to the pharmacy.”
Slapping his hands away, I went back to his desk and dropped into a chair there. “Get your work done so we can go to your house. I don’t want another fucking person to see us and think we’re in love.”