Page 27 of Boss Me Not

She gasped, and her teeth pressed into her bottom lip as I trailed my pinky finger along the outside of the lace material. The waiter approached the table, and she shifted under my touch. I gripped her thigh, preventing her from moving away from me as the server asked if we were ready to order.

I nodded. “I’ll take the veal parmigiana.” I moved my finger back and forth along the same path from a moment ago, eliciting a slight shiver from her, and glanced at her with a smirk. “What did you decide you wanted?”

Her cheeks held a hint of pink as I continued teasing her with the tip of my finger, and heat radiated off her in waves. Her gazewas locked on the menu in front of her, and her chest rose and fell as she attempted to control her breathing.

I paused and moved my finger away, giving her a moment to focus and order her food. As she pulled herself together and ordered, stumbling through the process, I held back the laugh that bubbled up.

“I hate you,” she mumbled once the waiter stepped away again.

“I think you liked that.” I leaned closer to her and lowered my voice another octave. “I’d bet your panties are soaking wet right now.”

“Don’t get too cocky there.” She smirked at me. “I don’t sleep with guys on the first date.”

“I distinctly remember you saying you would have let me fuck you on Saturday if I hadn’t stopped it.”

She shrugged. “Maybe. But now you might have to work for it.” She pulled her lip between her teeth as she fought a smile.

Her words were teasing, but I wanted her to know I wasn’t taking it lightly either. “I’m okay with that. I plan on showing you I’m serious. And as much as I’m dying to taste you, to feel you grip my cock and scream out my name, I want to take it slow. To make sure you know that’s not all I want.”

She searched my face, and I struggled to tell if she believed my words or not. I removed my hand from under her dress and positioned my arm around her shoulders instead.

She sighed and melted into my side, laying her head on my shoulder. “What about Boston?” Her words held a hint of trepidation.

“What about it?”

“You said that’s been your home?” She paused before adding, “Would you live here full time or split your time between here and there?”

I swallowed but reminded myself that she wanted honesty. “I would have to travel to Boston for meetings here and there. But here with you would be my home.”

She was so quiet I was nervous I’d said the wrong thing.

“I like the sound of that.”

I smiled, pulling her closer and pressing a kiss to the top of her head. “Me too.”

This felt so right, and I was kicking myself for not realizing it when I kissed her Saturday night. But she was here now, in my arms, and I wanted to make every moment with her count.

Be all the things I thought she deserved but never thought I could be.

Chapter Sixteen

ANGIE

I stepped backand surveyed the staff lounge that was set up for the catered lunch. Not that I could really appreciate my efforts, because my mind was elsewhere. Specifically, stuck on Wyatt Reed and how amazing last night had been. Getting involved with my boss had never been on my bingo card. Except now it was, and I should be freaking out, but I wasn’t.

Instead, I had our date on repeat in my head. Thinking about how when we got back to the suite, he kissed me until we were both breathless. And then pressed his lips tenderly against myforehead, sending me off to bed with promises that he intended to show me all the things I deserved.

My phone vibratedin my back pocket, and I pulled it out.

Izzy:Why didn’t you tell me you were dating Wyatt Reed?

Me: What? How do you even know that??

Although we didn’t havethat exact conversation, I didn’t have any doubts that was exactly what we were doing.

Izzy:Because he’s hot and famous and you guys are but just don’t read the comments. The trolls are just jealous.

Me: What. Are. You. Talking about?

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