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She chuckles softly.

“Yeah, after the club, I kind of figured that. It would be very weird to risk doing something like that with your assistant if you didn’t like them. But thanks for telling me.”

“I’m falling pretty hard for you, Haruko,” I say.

She lets out a rush of air as if relieved to hear that. “Same here. I’m falling for you, too. All of you. I liked it when Nicholas said you guys want to keep me. I want to be yours, Elijah. All of yours. And I’ll do whatever it takes to have you. Even if it means finding another job.”

I nod at every word because we do want her. We want to keep her so fucking much. It’s a joy to be around her, and she complements us. Both out in the real world and in the club. It makes for a perfect quartet.

“Then why were you looking so hurt at the table?” I ask, needing to know what made my baby so upset.

“I just… I don’t like lying to my parents, Elijah. My dad and I talk all the time. I don’t keep things from him, but I can’t tell him about this.” She waves her hand between us, then out, seeming to indicate Parker and Nicholas.

I sigh, understanding the position we’ve put her in. Given what Simon told me today and what Haruko just mentioned, a new guilt replaces the old and I say something to fix both it and everything.

“What if we told him tonight? I know we haven’t figured out what we’ll do with your job and all, but you know your dad won’t make a scene in a crowded restaurant. You’ll be safe. And I’ll be here. I can even call the guys so he can hear it from all of us.”

Her eyes light up.

“You’d do that for me?”

“If it means you won’t be sad or feel guilty anymore, I’ll do it. I’d do anything to make you happy, Haruko.”

“Thank you. Yes, I’d like to do that. And yes, call Parker and Nicholas. It might be a lot for my dad to take in, but I think I’d be good for him to talk to all of you.”

I nod and reach into my pocket, texting Parker and Nicholas.

Elijah—Come to The Prairie Falcon. Haruko is here and we’re telling Simon we’re dating his daughter.

I keep it nice and simple and so do they. They reply with a “gotcha” and a “we’re on our way.”

“There. It’s done.”

Haruko smiles, then gives me a hug, nuzzling her face into my chest. I wrap my arms around her and take in her warmth and sweet scent.

I realize in this moment that I’ve gone past falling. I’ve fucking fallen. I’ve fallen in love with my assistant. I’ve fallen in love with a bright, beautiful, amazing woman who has two other men falling for her, too. That makes me hold her even closer. I’ve never been jealous at the thought of sharing a woman with my friends. Because I see it as more love for her and that’s all I want. I want Haruko to feel all the love she deserves and, in this case, she deserves the love of not just one man, but three.

Haruko’s hands slid down my chest, and the air becomes thick with lust. The tone has shifted and now all the urges I clamped down at the dinner table have returned.

I need her.

I lean in, placing my hands on the wall on either side of her head and in a low, seductive voice that leaves no room for doubt about how much I want her, I ask, “You want Daddy’s cock, baby girl?”

I palm my heavy cock that’s currently trying to push its way out of my pants.

Her breath hitches as I grab my shaft and she nods, staring at my hand.

“Show me,” I whisper. “Show me how much you want my cock.”

Not breaking eye contact, she slowly grabs the hem of her dress and lifts it up. It’s teasing and tortuous. It makes me ache as inch by inch her skin is revealed.

“That’s it. Show Daddy how wet your pussy is.”

As soon as her dress is at her waist, Haruko uses her other hand to peel back her panties, which have a dark wet spot on them, and reveal her glistening pussy.

“Fuck,” I growl and take my hand off my dick to run my finger through her wet folds.

“How long have you been this wet, baby girl?”

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