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“What are we looking for?” she asked, brushing past me and entering the room. Her face was a dull red so I knew I’d embarrassed her.

Pulling a USB out of my pocket, I went to the computer and placed it in the slot on the tower. Tapping the keyboard, I set the files all to copy and waited. A little gift from Riptide, it would bypass any password protection and just take everything, Rip would sort it out at home. Black magic as far as I was concerned. Looking up at her, I let my eyes run over her. “Didn’t like me flirting with the blonde, did you?”

Her eyes flicked to me. “It doesn’t matter to me who you flirt with.”

I grinned. She was lying. It pissed her off. “I don’t cheat,” I told her.

“What?” she asked, straightening from reading something on the desk to look at me again. “I don’t care. That has nothing to do with me.”

It had everything to do with her. I shrugged. “Just saying. Fuck boys cheat. Once I’m in a relationship, I don’t flirt—except under extenuating circumstances like this—and I sure as fuck don’t cheat. That’s the difference between me and a fuck boy.”

She looked like she didn’t believe me for a damn minute. “Okay, Toxic. Can we go yet?”

“Almost,” I said, checking the progress of the files. She didn’t think this mattered, but it did. She was mine. And I wanted her to feel secure in the knowledge of that. Once I told her, that is.

Before I could say anything else, the computer beeped, signaling its task was completed. I grabbed the USB, guided her out of the office, and locked the door before shutting it.

“What are you going to say to Mike?” she asked.

“I’ll come up with something,” I muttered.

“Mr. Tanaka?” Mike said as we walked out of the lobby. “Mr. Finch will be here any minute…”

“I’ll have to reschedule,” I told him.

“Oh… Is something wrong?” He started to rise from his seat. He was going to call security on our asses and then I was going to have to answer a lot of fucking questions. So, I did something that had never failed me. Shock and awe.

Bending, I threw Billie over my shoulder. Her squeal of outrage echoed in the room. “This is completely unprofessional,” I admitted, my hand landing on her ass and squeezing as Mike watched. Reaching down, I adjusted my hard dick behind my jeans—the minute I touched her ass it’d been ready to go.

Mike’s eyes dropped to my crotch and stayed there.

“But when a piece of ass this hot offers to blow you, I’m not stupid enough to turn it down,” I told him. Her gasp of shock wasn’t audible because I kept talking as I walked toward the exit. “If you swallow it all, Baby, then we can talk more about that promotion.”

Mike was frozen in shock as I walked away from him. As soon as we were out the main doors, I set Billie down on her feet. “Go,” I muttered. “You can yell at me as soon as we’re out of here.”

We hurried out of the building trying not to draw more attention to ourselves.

CHAPTER 21

Billie

“Ican’t believe you did that!” I hissed as we hurried back toward his vehicle. My face was on fire and, if I was being honest, his filthy words about giving him a blow job had piqued my interest more than they should have. I couldn’t completely blame Stacy and Mike. It seemed to be impossible to resist Toxic’s charms.

The thought of giving a blowjob had never made my mouth water like it was now, damn him. In fact, it had never really appealed to me, but with him? I looked away from his knowing eyes. I didn’t need to imagine his moans of pleasure…dammit.What was it about a man groaning for you that was so sexy? I wasn’t an overly sexual woman. Normally, I was too busy to even think about sex. But ever since this biker had shown up in my life it was like my libido had woken up.

I was figuring out why his nickname was Toxic, but in all reality, he was kind and thoughtful along with wickedly sexy.How was the female population supposed to hold out against that? It wasn’t working very well for me. Even though I had personal experience with a man who liked to flirt and fuck, didn’t matter if he was in a relationship, I couldn’t completely keep my guard up.

Toxic’s words about not cheating were exactly what I wanted to hear. If they were true, then I’d be able to give into the demands of my body without remorse. And then my heart would be safe as well, but I wasn’t that trusting of a person. Not anymore. I didn’t trust him. The more I wanted to believe him the less I could. My judgement where he was concerned was compromised.

It wasn’t fair to make him pay for the mistakes of another man, but I wouldn’t be doing that if he wasn’t a huge flirt the same way that other man had been. I didn’t know how else to handle this predicament I’d found myself in. We were only in the second week of knowing one another, but I was already aware that if he broke my heart it would shatter. It would hurt far more than it had when I’d caught Will cheating.

“Sorry, I needed to get us the fuck out of there before he called security,” Toxic told me, his huge hand going to the small of my back as he guided me over to the truck.

I got in and scowled at him while he climbed in. “What does that have to do with what you said?” I asked, mortified. I’d grown up with my father and grandfather. Sex wasn’t spoken about in my home. It was a thing that was ignored because there was no way any of us would feel comfortable enough to talk about it.

“It shocked him as much as it did you,” he pointed out, pulling away from the parking spot. “Kept him from picking up that phone, didn’t it?” he shot me a grin.

An answering smile spread over my lips. I couldn’t help it, I started laughing. “Did you see the look on his face?” I snickered.

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