Page 124 of Undeniably Enemies

“Then I guess you’ll have to punish me.”

He gives me a wicked grin and walks off toward his car. Damn, that man makes my heart go pitter-patter and my stomach do somersaults. I really have it bad for him and that thought makes me smile. Jack and I were undeniably enemies who fell hopelessly in love.

And he saidyetwhen he talked about marrying me and having babies. I snort out a laugh. Could we actually be ’til death do us part? Wouldn’t that be the stuff of fairy tales and romance novels?

For now, I’ll chase the wicked pleasure and dark desire. Already knowing it’s him and no one else.

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It’s hard not to ride the high, but I’m riding it all the same. What Wren did for me… I can’t even explain what that feels like. I have my guys, and my guys would do stuff like that. They’d lie down in traffic for me. They’d take a bat to someone’s head without question if I asked them to.

I’ve never had a woman be on my side before. Not like this.

Not where she risked herself for me. She may not have realized that was what she was doing, but that’s exactly what she did this morning. She produced evidence against an attending physician after he threatened to out her relationship with her former teacher.

The board could have looked at that and her and kicked her ass out of the room. They could have claimed she manufactured it or that it wasn’t relevant to the situation at hand. They could have said,that’s nice, little girl, now be on your way and we won’t match you here.

I mean, she’s Wren Fritz, so that obviously didn’t happen, but she has no clue.

Hospitals are weird places in that we’re always teaching and learning, and people’s lives are at stake. With that, hospitals areperpetually on alert and terrified of lawsuits. It’s why they don’t fuck around with teacher-student dynamics and despise any workplace romance that could lead to a he-said-she-said situation.

But as I park my car and jog across the street to catch up to my girl, I don’t care about getting chief or what happens to Marshall.

Wren hears me coming, but she’s playing coy as she enters our building as if I’m not right behind her. Before she can place one foot on the stairs, I sweep her off her feet and carry her up.

“My place,” she instructs. “I have better food.”

It’s true, she does. She has a freezer full of baked goods, and the other day she made homemade English muffins that I could go for.

Loud footsteps thump on the stairs above us, and we freeze as Tyson rounds the corner and spots us.

“Mmhmm. I see you took my advice, Jack.”

“Yes, sir, I did.”

“Good man. Wren, I expect a full report.”

Wren rolls her eyes at him. “That’ll require more wine and cupcakes.”

“It’s a date.” Tyson winks at us and continues down the stairs. “I’m late for my hair appointment. You two enjoy your day.”

“We will,” I call out, and for some reason, that makes Wren laugh. I drop a kiss on her forehead and put her down so she can unlock her door, but the moment it’s relocked—again, only once—I have her on the floor by her fireplace. Wren was smart enough to have hers converted to gas, and I press the button on the remote to start it up with a click.

It whooshes to life, and I stare down at my girl, watching the orange and yellow flames flicker in her blue eyes.

Slowly I bend down until we’re nose-to-nose. I take herhands in mine and thrust them up and over her head. Her breath catches, and she tenses, but she doesn’t stop me.

“Safe word?”

“Chocolate.”

“Perfect.” I put some of my weight on her wrists. I’ve held them like this, and I’ve fucked her from behind, but I’ve never done both at the same time, and I think she’s ready. I think she can handle it. I think she can handle anything. I lick the seam of her lips. “Except you’ve been a very bad girl going behind my back and putting your career at risk.”

“I didn’t?—”

I shut her up by shoving my tongue into her mouth and kissing her. “I didn’t say you could speak, Miss Fritz.”

Her eyes flare.

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