Page 75 of By His Rule

I want to. I watch every single game.

Glancing up, I gaze down the hallway that will lead me back toward Kian.

“I’ve got to work late, but I’ll have it on my phone,” I say, unable to lie to him. “I’ll be right there with you, okay?”

“Yeah,” he says quietly.

“You’ve got this, Wilder. You’re going to kill it.”

He falls silent, and my nerves quadruple for him.

There’s noise down the line and he sighs. “I need to go.”

“I love you. I can’t wait to see you.”

“I love you too, Lor. Come visit us soon, yeah? I want to see you in the stands again.”

My heart constricts.

“I’ll be there, I promise. Message me later, yeah?”

“Might be too busy partying,” he says with a laugh.

Shaking my head, I can’t fight the smile that spreads across my face.

“Bye, Lor. Love you,” he says again before hanging up on me.

“Love you too,” I add as I lower my cell from my ear.

I’m still smiling when I turn back toward Kian’s office.

But it falls the second I find him standing there, watching me closely.

“Who was that?” he asks.

“What the hell has that got to do with you?” I hiss, all the happy feels vanishing.

His eyes narrow as he studies me. There’s a silent warning there, which I choose to ignore.

“Excuse me, we’ve got work to do, and I for one don’t plan on spending my entire Friday night with my boss.”

I take off in his direction, refusing to cower to his demands or the look in his eyes.

“I thought you were single.”

“And I thought you were my boss, not my father.”

He’s standing right in front of the door, refusing to allow me entry, but I’m not the kind of woman who’ll be stopped by a man with more muscle in one arm than I possess in my entire body.

“Excuse me,” I say again, attempting to squeeze between his massive body and the doorframe.

My arm burns red hot the second my bare skin brushes against the soft cotton of his shirt. But that reaction is nothing compared to when I press the length of my body against his side to squeeze past him.

Closing my eyes, I ignore the sparks that shoot around my body.

I’ve almost done it. I’m almost past him and back into the room when he suddenly turns and wraps his hand around my upper arm.

Twisting me around, he backs me up against the door, his hard eyes boring into mine.

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