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Footsteps pound down the hall, and then I’m glaring at Ben, the janitor, as he rounds the corner. His cheeks turn crimson as he sees Bella in my arms, huffing and puffing.
“Hey, Crawford,” he calls out half-heartedly.
I love the kid, but not right now.
“Hey, Ben.” My voice is so hoarse it shocks even me.
He ambles on, moving the janitor cart down the hall, averting his gaze.
“Told you someone could be watching,” I murmur.
Bella, with her lips swollen and pink, slides her eyes from me to Ben. Then her husky voice rolls toward me as she stretches up, her hand sliding in my hair once more as she pulls me down. “Then keep kissing me.”
I don’t need to be asked twice.
Bending, I seal my lips against hers, cradling her like she’s the most precious thing on this earth.
Because, let’s face it…she is.
Chapter 31
Grayson
GRAYSON
if you eat all of Bella’s muffins before I can even have one again
I’ll force coach to make you do suicides at practice
KIERAN ASHFORD
the gasp I just gasped
you’re a harsh man cap
GRAYSON
I’m not your captain
KIERAN ASHFORD
says literally no one but you
GRAYSON
and coach
The man who makes those decisions
This is no longer an infatuation.
Though I don’t think it ever was. I think my body knew the moment I saw her standing in my living room blinking up at me with those gorgeous round brown eyes that Bella and I were meant to be together. I think my heart knew that the electricity between us was once in a lifetime. And I hate thatthese are the circumstances we’ve met on, that Bella desperately wants to keep the line of employer and something else separate.
Like last night. After Bella pulled my head down to continue kissing her, she yanked herself away after ten minutes like I had burned her, that line firmly back in place.
But perhaps, if I show her how good it could be, she could see that this should never have been fake in the first place.
I’m antsy as I wait for her in the kitchen the next morning. Antsy because I finally acknowledged why I’m always so desperate to seek out my assistant and why, when I jerk off in the shower, it’s always her face that pops into my mind.
