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“Yeah,” he said. “We understood each other.”

“And now you’re worried he’d be pissed if we started to date?”

“I’m not sure what we’ve got or could do,” he rushed out to say.

“Don’t be so stubborn to not even give this a chance,” she said. “I didn’t expect you to be a coward like that.”

“Whoa,” he said, putting his hands up. “Insulting me isn’t going to help matters any.”

“I’m sorry. I’m annoyed. I can’t believe my brother is going to play a part in my life like this. I just want to not worry about everything I do getting back to him.”

“It’s not as if I told him you were at my house the past two Fridays,” he said.

“I didn’t think you would. I wouldn’t tell him either.”

“I’m not sure what to do right now,” he said. He was never this confused. “You work for me too.”

“Do you think I’m the type of person that would cry sexual harassment or something?”

“No,” he said.

“Come here,” she said.

“What?” he asked.

“Come. Here,” she said slowly.

“Why?”

“Because we are going to kiss, and if you don’t feel anything, then we’ll just chalk this up to me being an idiot and I’ll move on. We’ll forget any of it happened starting with the kiss last night.”

“I don’t want to lose what we’ve got,” he said.

“Enough that you don’t want to risk what we could have?” she asked, lifting her chin.

Damn, he hadn’t expected her to play that way.

It was the right button to push. He reached for her and yanked her into his arms. If she wanted this, then she was going to see how he was with any other woman, and not just what has been in her imagination for years.

He wasn’t going to treat her differently just because of who she was.

His mouth crushed hers, his tongue sliding in. She wrapped her arms around his neck and held on as if he was her anchor. She gave as good as she got and what he felt was more than he ever expected to feel.

What he’d been waiting years for.

He started to relax some when he realized that and held her, the two of them kissing for what seemed like an eternity though it was probably only a minute or two.

When he leaned back, she was smirking at him.

“Don’t lie to me and say you didn’t feel what I did.”

“I won’t,” he said softly. “I can’t.”

But he was fucked and knew it.

15

GETTING HER WAY

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