Page 66 of Anything To Be With You

Dani barks out a laugh and rounds the desk. I straighten as she closes in.

"How? How!" she jabs me hard in the chest with her finger. "I told you hours ago that this was going to take time and what have you been saying for the past three hours?" she raises a brow. "Hurry the fuck up Daniella!" Dani pushes past me and drops onto the couch.

I drag a hand through my hair. I have been pestering her. "Fuck."

"Language," Dani mutters.

My eyes meet hers. "F.U.C.K." I spell out the word and Dani’s lip tips up.

"That’s a naughty word, Archer." Her eyes lower and she glances over at me from under her lashes.

"It is a naughty word, Sweetheart." I drag my teeth over my bottom lip and stalk towards the couch. "A naughty word describing what I want to do to you." I drop to my knees in front of her, running my hands up her thighs.

"Archer," Dani warns, her cheeks pink with arousal, but I ignore it and move closer.

"Daniella," I retort. "Tell me you don’t want that."

She looks away, biting her lip. I give her thick thighs a squeeze, making her jump.

"Tell me you don’t want me to bend you over this couch and fuck your pussy until you can’t walk." I lean closer, our lips just inches apart.

"I want that," she breathes. "But I’m still mad at you." Dani shoves my hands way.

I stand and give her my hand. She slips her small one into mine and I help her off the couch.

"I’m sorry, Sweetheart. Let’s call it a night and start fresh tomorrow." I brush her hair back from her face.

"Good idea," Dani agrees, grabs her purse, and runs out the door without another word.

"Fuck!" I shout into the empty office.

"Language!"

I spin to find Dani standing in the doorway. "I told you to go home."

She steps in. "I forgot something." Raising on her tiptoes, she kisses me deeply, pulling a groan from my throat. "Goodnight, Dimples." Dani speaks against my lips before rushing the main door.

This woman has me turned inside out.

It's Garbage

Dani

"Daniella!" Luke roars.

"What!" I scream back.

"Get in here!"

I look towards Carrie’s desk and strangle myself for the eighteenth time this hour. I am tired and bitchy from lack of sleep. Carrie giggles as I kick my chair back, which hits the wall and march my ass into his office.

"What now!" I fume.

"What is this mess?" Luke points to the computer monitor.

"What the hell are you talking about?" I round the desk and look over his shoulder.

"This! It makes no sense."

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