Page 44 of Donut Overthink It

“So?” I ask, taking a sip of my coffee.

“Are they identical?” she asks with a sigh. I nod. “Then I see why you gave it up.”

I smile.

“He kinda reminds me of Mark Cotes from high school. I tried to get him to sleep with me behind the bleachers after a football game senior year.” She frowns as if his rejection still hurts. “Wonder where he lives now.”

“Mark was gay back then. And still is,” I remind her, taking a sip.

She shrugs. “I’m into anal.”

My coffee flies across the table and down my chin. I scramble for a napkin, and she laughs at me. “Andrea,” I squeal, and the little old ladies sitting next to us glare our way.

“What?” She shrugs. “You were right.” She sighs, looking at the door where Asher exited. “They’re hot.” Her eyes meet mine. “And if you’re not willing to give it up, someone else will.”

“What does that mean?” I ask; my skin heats with jealousy thinking of Aiden and another woman.

She just smiles and says, “Don’t overthink it.”

AIDEN

I sit up in the conference room in a meeting with my father and brother when I pull out my cell.

Me: Where are you?

Hadley had told me earlier she was going out to the bakery down the street with her friend Andrea. And although I told her I didn’t want her to, she did it anyway.

Hadley: On my way up.

Me: Meet me in my office!

She doesn’t respond, but it shows that she read it. I place my phone back down on the conference table and smile to myself. I plan on doing her in my office today as well. It’s like christening a new home. And she can bet her ass I’m gonna spank it for being late like usual.

I excuse myself, telling them I have something else to do. Not like they care, my brother had just joined us from his lunch break.

I walk into my office with a smile on my face, but it drops off the moment I see the brunette sitting at my desk. “Eve?”

She stands, giving me a big smile; her brown hair is cut short and frames her oval face. The black dress she wears makes it look like she just walked off a runway in Paris. “Hey, handsome.”

“What are you doing here?” I demand, shutting my door behind me.

She frowns. “We have the benefit tonight.”

“Fuck!” How could I have forgotten?

“What’s wrong?”

I meet her halfway and grab her upper arm. “You have to leave, Eve.”

“What?” I start to drag her toward the door. “Aiden?” She yanks her arm from my grip, and I turn to face her. “What the hell is wrong with you?”

I quickly look at my door and then back at her. I had told Hadley to meet me in my office, and she should be walking in at any moment. “I just need you to leave.”

She takes a step toward me and lifts her right hand to cup my face.

I pull away from her and spin around to face my door when I hear it open, but it was too late. Hadley stands there, looking between the woman and me. “I’m sorry,” she says, taking a step back. “I didn’t know you were busy. I’ll come back.”

“Hadley,” Eve says excitedly, and I close my eyes for a brief second.

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