Page 48 of Anything To Be With You

"We need to talk." Dani spits out between clenched teeth before pivoting on her heels and marching towards my office.

I stand there like a jackass.

"Now! Luke!" Dani hollers over her shoulder.

I straighten my back, swallow my dread and head for my office; this is not going to end well. I step in, shutting the door behind me. "Daniella—"

She holds her hand up and shakes her head. "I’m going to pretend that what you did is due to the fact that you are under an extreme amount of stress right now."

I open my mouth to defend myself, but she continues.

"What you did was extremely out of line and inappropriate." She says and steps closer, lifting her chin to look at me. "Why would you think punching the asshole was okay?"

"He deserved it for the way the spoke about you." I admit.

Her face softens. "I can handle myself."

"I'm sure you can."

"Then why did you do it?"

Taking a deep breath, I put it all out there. "From the moment I saw you sitting by Carrie’s desk, you undid me. I think about you all hours of the day and night. Of all the dirty things I want to do to you with my mouth, fingers, and dick. Here and in my bed." I close the gap between us. "Has me wanting you in a way I have never wanted any woman before. You burrowed under my skin and made camp there."

Dani’s eyes go wide, her breath hitches, and a flush works its way up her neck and spreads across her beautiful face. "Luke, I um—" she runs out of my office without finishing what she was saying, swiping her purse as she passes her desk.

My lungs constrict. Once again, I fucked it up.

Carrie tries to stop her, but Dani shakes her head not saying a word and leaves.

Fucking hell.

I just lost the best thing that ever happened to me before I got the chance to make her mine.

His Dipstick

Dani

"He wants in your pants and you’re not letting him? What in the hell is wrong with you!" Erin yells.

I stare at my phone. "I’m sorry. Did you just ask me why I’m not letting my boss in my pants?"

"Damn right I did," she sighs. "Honey, you are a gorgeous, strong, incredible woman, and the sooner you realize that the better off you’ll be."

I snort in disbelief.

"I’m serious, Dani. You never put yourself first."

"I do have a child to worry about." I argue.

"He’s not a child anymore. He’s old enough to get his license, and a job—which he should be doing by the way—he can take care of himself. Treat yourself a little."

"How would sleeping with my boss be treating myself?" I ask.

Erin squeaks into the phone. "You’ve seen him. Just looking at him is a treat."

I snort out a laugh. "What is wrong with you?"

She shushes me. "Hear me out. It’s been years since you’ve dated anyone and going on dates doesn’t count. I can’t remember the last time you told me about getting hot and heavy between the sheets."

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