Page 40 of Go Deep

He has to feel it, too. The intensity, the fire, the hunger.

I know I do.

His eyebrows knit together. “My girlfriend?”

“The girl at your table. Brunette. That’s her, right?”

His lips curl upward, his sexy smirk making my dick jerk. “No. That’s my twin sister.”

“Oh,” I rasp, my mouth suddenly filling with imaginary cotton.

“And nobody tells me how to run my business or live my life.” His fingers press into my arms. Goosebumps pebble my skin at his forceful touch. He grips me like he never wants to let go.

And God knows, I never want him to.

Time stutters to a stop as we face off in our forbidden bubble of lust. I swallow hard, then lean forward to close the remaining space between us. The sweet, smoky scent of bourbon hits my nostrils as our breath mingles. It reminds me of butterscotch and the wooden pipe my father would always smoke after dinner.

His lips are so close, so fucking bitable. I want to taste them, to caress them with my tongue, to feel them capture myown with the kind of need that has consumed my thoughts since the day I first walked into his conference room.

The door to the restroom crashes open, and heavy footsteps stomp against the floor.

Vince drops his hands and backs away, averting his eyes.

Holy fuck, what just happened?

“Kelly.”

I twist toward the annoying as fuck voice. “Hey, Jase. Good thing I’m leaving since I just lost my appetite.”

He glares at me, then looks at Vince. “Jase Maxwell. We met at your event the other night.”

Vince shakes his head. “Sorry, I don’t remember. There were so many people there.”

I suck back the laugh about to explode out of my mouth. Jase’s eyes pop open wide and his head looks ready to spin off his neck.

I fucking love it.

“Good seeing you again, Gabe,” Vince says, clapping me on the back. “And nice to see you again, Jack.”

“Jase,” Jase seethes through clenched teeth as Vince passes.

“Right. Enjoy your dinner.” He winks at me over Jase’s shoulder. A second later, the door opens and closes.

“Heard about your gig at Ohio State this weekend.”

“Yeah, I’m doing it as a favor to the coach.”

“And I bet you think that makes you hot shit, yeah? Well, lemme tell you this.” Jase’s eyes spit pure fire as he walks toward me, a menacing sneer twisting his face. “You’d better watch yourself, Kelly. Onandoff the field. You never know where the final hit may come from.”

Chapter 17

Gabe

“You changed gyms.”

The accusatory tone of Shane’s voice makes me jump. I twist around just in time to see him slowly walk out from the shower area into the empty locker room.

Like he was just waiting for me to show up.

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