Page 81 of The Tape Job

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“What the hell is going on? Why are you going through my stuff?” I say.

“You told me you got rid of it.” I swallow hard. She holds up a plastic wallet containing a CD. “You told me you got rid of it,” she says again, raising her voice.

It takes a few seconds for her words to sink in. “Well, I almost did.”

“But you didn’t.” She pushes the presentation box aside and stands up. “Where’s your laptop?”

“Vic—” I make a grab for her, trying to reach for the disk, but she loses her balance, landing on the bed with a flop. I take the opportunity to grab it from her.

“Give that back to me!” she says, reaching for my hand.

“Were you looking for this?” I wave the disk in the air.

“I was looking for my key—and my panties! If you can go through my closet, I can go through yours. Now give that back to me!”

“Wait—how did you know?” But she stands on my bed and charges at me, practically piggy backing me as she tries to reach for the disk. But I manage to grab onto her and send her back onto my bed, pinning her down.

“What are you doing?” she demands, but I’m hovering over her.

“Vic, you don’t know what you’re doing,” I say.

“Get off me!” she squeals.

“Stop being such a brat and fucking listen to me!”

I try to get her to keep still, so I can explain, but she keeps wriggling underneath me, and all I can think of doing is leaning down and kissing her. So, I do.

A few things happen at once. Vicky stops moving, then she relaxes. Then she wraps her legs around my waist, clamping me down on top of her.

My heart pounds hard, sending all the blood I have to spare down to my dick. Vicky must feel it too because she lifts her hips up to push against me.

I interrupt the kiss to lock eyes with her, hoping to understand what she’s thinking.

“Kiss me again, Lee,” she whispers. I do. This time softly, parting my lips and she does the same. As if we’re in sync again, my tongue finds hers, and she lets out a moan, sending a shiver through my body. And as she leans her head back, I know exactly what she’s asking for. I kiss my way down to her neck, and she squirms underneath me—only for a brief moment before she pushes at my chest.

“Stop. You’re trying to distract me, and it’s working!” she yells. She pushes at my chest again and I let up, moving off her.

“Now give me the disk, Lee!” she says, getting off the bed.

“Sorry, did you say disk or dick?” I can’t help myself, and I chuckle when a smile sneaks across her lips.

“Stop it!”

She’s ignited that goddamn fire again, and I stoke it. Willing it to burn brighter despite knowing it’s definitely a bad idea. “Wouldn’t you rather just re-enact it instead?” I wiggle my eyebrows. I can tell she’s thinking about it briefly, just as Jen’s voice sails through the partially open door.

“What the hell is going on? Danny said—”

“Liam has something that belongs to me,” Vicky says.

“No, I don’t.” But I forget my position and relax my arm. She makes a grab for the disk and hurries out through the open door. “Move!” I yell at Danny as he dodges Vicky,blocking my exit. But the front door slams, and I know I’ve lost this battle.

“What the hell was that about?” Ryan asks, coming from the bathroom. But I’m not interested, deciding instead to make a run for it, grabbing my keys on the way out. If she’s putting that disk into her laptop, I need to be there when she does.

By the time I reach the bottom of the stairs, she is stepping out of the elevator.

“What the fuck are you playing at?” I ask.

“I could ask you the same thing! You told me you’d gotten rid of it!” Her cheeks pink up, and she keeps her eyes to the ground. “Have you—?”