Page 91 of Falling for the Boss's Son

He chuckled. “I’m sure that’s not the case. He’s probably just worried about you.”

“I know that, too. I’ve not exactly had the best luck with boyfriends, but he needs to trust me.”

Jesse had to admit, he was curious about Cassie’s brother. He understood being protective of your sister, he was of Beks, but this seemed excessive. Her dad’s response was more in line with what he’d expect. He would have done the same if it were his daughter. But Bradley was bordering on obnoxious.

“Try to forget about your brother and let’s enjoy our evening.”

She took what he assumed to be a cleansing breath. Then another.

“Is that helping?”

“Not really, but it isn’t hurting.”

Jesse laughed. “Why don’t I try to distract you, then?”

“I’m not sure you’re supposed to be doing that while you’re driving.”

He glanced in her direction as a wicked smile formed. “You naughty girl. That’s not exactly what I had in mind.” He gave her leg a squeeze. “Stephanie and I spent all afternoon going through files. No luck yet, although she says we might have some luck in the dead files.” He paused. “I didn’t know there was such a thing.”

“Your dad’s supposed to be in the office all day tomorrow. I can probably get in there and look,” she said.

“I don’t want to take you away from your work.”

Cassie shook her head. “Your dad won’t mind. He wants to get to the bottom of this as much as you do.”

That was true enough. And when it came down to it, he’d take all the help he could get.

They ended up curled up on the couch, watching more of Outlander. Every time he thought he had the season figured out, there was a new twist. He was hoping his own mystery of the missing file didn’t send him on a wild goose chase.

Even if he did locate it, there was no way to know what it would show, if anything. He could be scouring the files for something that could simply be a mathematical error.

At nine, they headed into the bedroom. He let her use the bathroom first, then took his turn.

She was already in bed when he emerged from the bathroom. The covers pulled up, covering her chest, but he knew she was naked underneath.

Jesse turned off the lights and walked to the other side of the bed. He pulled back the covers, slid in next to her, and opened his arms in invitation.

Cassie moved into his embrace. She pressed against him, her soft skin sending awareness through every nerve ending he had.

He ran his hand down her back, over her hip, to the curve of her ass. She had a great ass. It was round and firm and perfect for when he needed to get a good grip on her.

She arched her back, pressing her tits into him, telling him without words she liked his touch. That was good because he liked touching her. A lot.

Not having her in his bed last night had affected him more than he thought it would. He’d missed her, sure, but it was more than that. His bed felt empty without her in it. When he woke up in the morning, the first thing he did was look for her beside him and felt a pang deep in his chest when she wasn’t there.

He traced circles on her hip, letting himself enjoy the moment. “I like having you in my bed.”

She kissed his pec and met his gaze. “I like it, too.” There was a pause before she continued. “Is that weird?”

“That you like being in my bed?” He cupped her ass and gave it a squeeze. “I hope not. That would mean I’m not doing my job very well.”

Cassie grinned. “That’s not exactly what I meant. Brie says it’s normal to feel this way, but it feels…”

“What does it feel like, Cass?”

She pressed her lips together, then took a deep breath as if she were about to reveal something big. “I think I’m falling in love with you.”

Jesse brought his free hand up to brush the side of her face. “I know I’m falling in love with you. In fact, I think I’ve already fallen.”

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