Page 56 of Dear Grumpy Boss

My head shot up, and I locked eyes with a red-cheeked Elise. Her steps stuttered, and she slowed, wariness pulling at her soft features.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

I straightened, taking a step in her direction. “I could ask you the same. You’re on a date?”

“Yes.” She folded her arms under her tits, which did nothing to clear my head. I blamed that as I closed in on her until her back hit the wall, knocking a gasp from her chest.

“Why?”

She raised her defiant little chin. “Because he asked and I like him.”

I tipped my head down, bringing my mouth beside her ear. Back and forth, I rubbed my lips against her velvet lobe. A shiver went through her, and her chest rose, pressing into mine.

“Elise…” My teeth nibbled along her lobe, then my tongue licked a path around the shell of her ear. Her arms fell to the bottom of my shirt, grasping it with both hands.

I drew my tongue along the soft line of her jaw. “Does your date have any idea you were writhing under me only yesterday?”

She sucked in a sharp breath. “Stop it, Weston. Don’t talk about that.”

Bracing my hand beside her head, I pulled back so we were eye to eye. The position reminded me of when she was trapped against her car.

WhenI’dtrapped her.

“What did Elliot think of your boyfriend?”

Her nostrils flared. “You know he’s not my boyfriend. You also know Elliot disliked him immediately.”

“Maybe you have bad, bad taste in men, Elise.” I picked up a piece of her hair. She’d made it wavy, but it was still as silky as always. “Why is that?”

She raised her chin a little more, bringing her mouth almost level with mine. I could have kissed her, and she wouldn’t have stopped me.

That wasn’t off the table.

“Maybe I’ve only known bad, bad men since my father died. Men who would stalk their best friend’s sister, make out with her in the back seat of her SUV, then trap her in a dark hallway and lick her neck.”

My free hand shot up to cup her jaw. “That’s the thing, Elise. You could have moved away from me at any moment. You’re choosing to stay.”

I pressed my erection against her softness, pulling a raspy breath from her lips. Her eyes darted to the side then back to me.

“Why are you doing this?” she whispered.

“Why are you on a date tonight?” I shot back.

Her tongue darted out, licking her bottom lip, leaving it shiny. “I don’t know how to handle you when you’re like this.”

“Like what?”

Her breath shuddered. She tried to turn her head to the side, but I tightened my grip on her, keeping her in place.

“Weston…”

“Like what, Elise?”

Her dark eyes flicked to mine. “Like you’re jealous.” She looked away. “As if you weren’t just touching a beautiful woman. As if you weren’t holding her hand a few minutes ago.”

“What?” It took me a moment to understand what she was talking about.

Luca’s girl.

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