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"We've used up all of our time for breakfast," he says, giving my captured hand a final squeeze before stepping back.

I didn't realize how warm he was against me until he took a step back, and the cool air in the room replaced his body heat.

"I can make you a coffee, though."

I stand to the side, biting my lip and watching his muscles work as the man makes me a travel mug full of coffee the exact same way I would've made it for myself. His attention to detail has to be one of the sexiest things about him. Paying attention to me and the things I like is the ultimate power move. It makes me feel seen and makes every single man I've had in my life prior to this moment a distant memory.

My eyes sting with unshed tears when he turns back around, placing the lid on the cup before offering it to me.

Attuned to my emotions, he frowns.

"Did I make it wrong?"

I shake my head, words failing me in this moment as I blink up at him, praying I don't embarrass myself.

"Hey," he says, placing the cup on the counter before curling a finger under my chin and angling my face up so I'm looking directly into his eyes. "Tell me what's wrong, and I'll fix it."

"Are you actually this perfect?" I manage.

"It's just coffee, sweetheart."

I shake my head again. "It's not just coffee."

He pulls me into his chest, and I don't hesitate to bury my face in his t-shirt, my hands clinging to him in fear that the tides will change and this man will disappear from my life. I should probably be freaking out with how easily he has become the only thing I can seem to manage in my brain, but with his scent enveloping me and his warm arms around me, it feels like the man was heaven-sent and made just for me.

"If you get this emotional over coffee, wait until you see what I can do with my tongue."

I huff a laugh, pulling my head back and swatting at his chest.

"You're so bad."

"You love it," he says, his voice indicative of more than just teasing.

"Ready to head to work?"

Robert doesn't pull back at the sound of Bandera's voice. He doesn't seem rushed or embarrassed by our embrace being witnessed by someone else. I can see in his eyes as he continues to look down at me that he's exactly where he wants to be.

"Have a good day," he says a second before leaning down and brushing his lips over mine.

"You too," I manage when he steps back. I grab the coffee he made for me.

Bandera doesn't mention what he witnessed when he drives me to work.

Chapter 26

Rooster

I'm a very patient man.

I've never let my cock control my actions without working through every possible outcome scenario.

I also have never found a woman who makes me ache for release the way Morgan Spence does.

I feel off-kilter and more than a little out of my element where she's concerned.

With as much as I could be doing, I find myself watching the live feed of her office. Every time she shifts in her seat at her desk, I'm left wondering if she's thinking of me, and those thoughts are making her squirm.

I fight the urge to make contact with her, but it lasts all of half an hour before I backdoor her company's firewall and add a chat messenger to her computer.

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