Page 55 of Fierce-Zander

He was wiggling his eyebrows at her. “And?”

“And I got a few numbers. I’ve got two guys on the hook chatting and was all weekend.”

“Two,” she said. She covered a yawn. “Make sure you don’t get them confused.”

“I won’t,” Miles said. “I’m a pro at this. One’s a wolf, the other a twink. Might as well get the flirt on good for a bit and then see if it’s worth going out one-on-one with them. And why are you yawning?”

She had to run the lingo in her mind. Wolf, meant a slim muscular man with manicured body hair and high sex drive. She didn’t want to know how Miles knew that part. Twink was someone in late teens early twenties and maybe just newly out.

The last thing she was going to admit to her employee was that she’d gone on two dates and spent most of Saturday afternoon in bed with a naked man. Not when he was throwing out the fact he had two men on the hook.

If most of it was sleeping, well, it happened. What was she going to say? Zander wore her out like she never thought a body could experience.

She didn’t even remember how she got under the covers. All she had a memory of was Zander rolling after she came a second time and a joke about him keeping up. Then she put her foot in her mouth and fell asleep.

She was assuming he got her under the covers and crawled in with her and they both napped.

Next thing she knew, it was dinnertime and the bed was moving.

She got up mortified over the two-hour nap. It didn’t help any he was dressing and laughing at her.

The least she felt she could do was cook him dinner and then they spent a few more hours talking.

Nothing so personal that it felt like she was opening up old wounds and memories. He didn’t either.

More fun things in their lives. Things they did in college.

Then he left around nine that night and on Sunday she cleaned, ran some errands and worked a few hours. He’d said he had things to deal with too and it was for the best in her eyes.

They hadn’t talked since and she wasn’t going to get worked up over that.

Regan wasn’t clingy and never would be.

She believed he wasn’t going to be someone to blow her off. It’d be hard to do that when they worked next to each other.

“Just a long weekend,” she said. “I even took a nap on Saturday and never do that.”

“Maybe you’re coming down with something,” Miles said.

“Could be,” she said, moving over to start a cup of coffee. “But I feel wonderful, so I doubt it.”

“Wonderful, you say?” Miles asked. She’d have to be careful because he was like a hawk.

“Maybe refreshed is a better word even if I’m yawning.”

“I suppose that could be the case,” Miles said. “You’ve got a big workload today too.”

“I looked my schedule over last night. Zachery is coming in first thing. It’s the first I’ll talk to him since Katelyn left him.”

“Hope he isn’t angry,” Miles said. “You know I’m not good about calming clients down.”

It’d happened from time to time, but she was good at defusing situations. She was never in her office alone where she couldn’t get help. Now she knew that Zander’s wall was right behind her desk chair. She supposed if she made enough noise and he was there, he’d come over to check on things.

“Don’t worry about it. I think he’s struggling with how to adapt to living in the house alone. We talked for a minute on the phone and I told him it’d be better to come in. He wanted Katelyn to come with him, but she declined.”

“He was trying to find out when her appointments were with you,” Miles said. “But I’m onto people.”

“Which might explain why Katelyn was doing her appointment during a video chat instead.”

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