“Say it again, and I’ll leave without dropping to my knees and professing undying love for you in front of everyone within earshot.”
“What?”
“You’re little slip of the tongue. Say it.”
“Will you leave?”
“Scouts honor.”
“You were never a scout.”
“True, but I promise I will leave without fanfare.”
She crooks her finger at me, beckoning me in closer. When my lips are an inch from hers, she sends me on my way a happy man. “I will see you at twelve,MasterNavarro.”
“Good little pet. Enjoy your meeting with Dalton. He knows why you’re squirming.”
“Are you fucking kidding me?” She’s feisty as hell.
“What? Nad wears one all the time. Heck, he has her in there naked under his desk sometimes. What do you think they were discussing in there for hours on end?”
“I will bite your dick off the next time you want a BJ.”
“No, you won’t. You love it too much.”
“I hate you.”
“You love me. I’ll see you for lunch. Just so you know… you’re my meal.”
I leave her sitting, jaw dropped and mad as hell. It’ll only make her more fun to tame this afternoon. She doesn’t know I’m going to have her handcuffed in my office for the rest of her day.
“I really need to get going.” Celest reaches for her dress, which was discarded on my desk hours ago.
“Why don’t you come stay at my place tonight? You haven’t seen it yet. It’s only a few blocks from here, and the bed is more comfortable than my office couch.”
“I can’t.”
“Sure you can.”
“No, I can’t. I need to go.” She’s getting flustered, and I cannot for the life of me figure out why she’s so resistant.
“Do you have a husband waiting for you at home?”
“What? Of course not. I might be your slut, but I’m not a cheater.” She grabs her purse and heads for the door.
“I was kidding. Where are you going?”
“Home.”
“Stop. Don’t make me run after you through the bar with my dick swinging.”
“I don’t need you to come after me like some knight in shining armor. I’m leaving. I already blew off my afternoon for you.”
“Aren’t I so fucking lucky for the scraps you throw me! What’s your deal, Celest? Most women in this club would bite their arm off to be pursued by me, but you act like I’m a fucking inconvenience.”
“Wow. You want to win me over with ‘other women really want to fuck me?’ Classy.”
“That’s not what I said!”