Page 77 of Without Regret

“In the bath.”

The door opened, revealing him handsome, still in a suit and tie. Ironic that I’d once saw a suit as a turn-off. Seeing him in one made me want to climb him. Luckily, the thoughts were mutual if evidenced by the way his gaze raked over my body.

“You should learn to lock your door.”

“Mm, considering a hot guy in a suit is in my door frame, I’d say I’m hard pressed to follow that particular rule.”

“Cute.” His fingers loosened his tie.

Damn. That single act had me all hot and bothered. I ran my foot up the length of my opposite calf, watching him watch me. Then he splashed the atmosphere with ice water with his next words.

“Did Tom say anything to you today?”

“Just a quip in front of Simon, unfortunately. Wasn’t the way I wanted to tell our boss, but I’m glad it’s out there.”

He ceased his motions in unbuttoning his shirt—which was a shame. His eyes were rounded with astonishment. “Are you now?”

I bit my lip, trying to gauge his expression. “Are you upset?”

He flashed me the panty-melting smile I’d come to adore. “Not at all, sugar. Just surprised.”

“I had to say something after Tom was giving me shit. Tom didn’t say anything to you, did he?” After Simon’s threat, I hoped not.

Trevor continued to undress. “No, he didn’t. And that’s not what I’m surprised about.”

I was losing my train of thought when both his dress shirt and T-shirt fell to ground, bringing into view his sexy, muscled chest and his sexy-as-fuck piercing. “What is?”

“That you’re okay with it.”

In other words, he’d expected me to freak out about people knowing about us. Hell, if Simon had found out a few weeks ago, I would’ve been. “Maybe the benefits are outweighing the risk.”

He threw his head back with laughter. “Good to know.”

“Wait. Did you walk Rufus?”

He grinned, taking off the rest of his clothing. “I love that you’re concerned about him. And I did walk him, fed him, and then gave him a bone to keep him occupied.”

I couldn’t help the guilt that crept up. “Perhaps I should spend the night over at your house tonight, so he’s comfortable in his own space.”

He knelt down next to the tub, running his hand up the length of my calf and slowly to my thigh. “Careful, or I’ll start to think you’re developing deeper feelings for Rufus.”

I swallowed hard, meeting his eyes, aware we weren’t talking about his dog any more. “And if I did, how do you think Rufus would react?”

He stood back up and maneuvered into the tub, water sloshing over the side as he braced himself above me. “Rufus would be the happiest dog in the whole wide world.”

I couldn’t keep the emotion out of my voice. “Then that would make two of us. Of course, there could be some challenges.” Such as me telling him everything and us managing to continue to work together while in a relationship.

“All manageable. I promise.” He settled his big body between my legs, dipping his head towards mine and making more water pour out onto the floor.

“You know I’m not talking about Rufus, right?” It came out as a whisper. A vulnerable question about to fall over the edge of the most fearful place I’d ever been.

“Neither was I.”

He nuzzled my neck and kissed down my throat to my breasts. He found my nipples, licking, sucking, and biting them until I gasped with the pleasure. “I want you. Bare. Nothing between us.”

“I’ve never.” Not even once. “But I’m on the Pill.”

“I haven’t, either.” He positioned himself at my opening. A mere fraction away from what we both craved.

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