“I need help writing a business plan.”
 
 “I can help you.”
 
 “What? How—?”
 
 As if letting me use his home as my free office weren’t enough, now he wants to help me with a boring and time-consuming project, and my heart turns to butterflies.
 
 “When Buzz sold me his shop and this building, I had to write a business plan to get a loan.”
 
 “Oh. Yeah. Okay, that’s exactly what I need to do. Write a plan for a building and the business that’s in it.”
 
 “You want to let me in my apartment? I can give you some of the papers I kept.”
 
 “Sure, but um…can we talk about what happened?” I step aside and follow him back into the living room. Even though thebutterflies are still fluttering in my chest, I want to know why he isn’t showing me how to be better in bed.
 
 “What happened with what?”
 
 “You. Earlier today. When I asked you to show me stuff.”
 
 “Zoe.”
 
 My name is a growl on his lips, and it sends a tremor through my whole body, upending those butterflies and turning me into mush. He’d never want me for real, but this isn’t real, so my sassy side shows up, and I take my shot.
 
 “You know, for a guy who has a reputation as a total player, you don’t seem to be that interested in taking me up on any offers of letting me give you a blow job.”
 
 He stops walking, turns around, and pins me up against the wall.
 
 I can feel his breath on my neck as his hulking body towers over me. It’s thrilling to be this close to him and this close to knowing how to be a sex kitten. I know if he would just show me what to do, I could be good at it. I’d make it a project to get good, just like my business plan.
 
 Practice makes perfect, right?
 
 “You don’t know what you’re asking me to do.”
 
 My knees are losing strength as my body responds to how close he is.
 
 I look up at him as my body hits a boiling point. “I’m asking you to teach me how to suck—”
 
 In a flash, his mouth is on mine. His kiss is desperate and wild, and I feel his strong hands reach around and grip my ass. He pulls me up so I’m straddling him with my back against the wall, and then he pulls my shirt off. Moments later, my bra is on the floor, and his mouth is on my nipple, teasing and licking, and I think I’m going to explode.
 
 I feel the absence of his mouth on me and look down to see him staring at me.
 
 “Do you like it when I tease your nipples, Zoe?”
 
 I nod.
 
 “Tell me what you like about it.”
 
 I’m breathing so hard, the words don’t come. Caleb blows on my wet nipples, and a whimper escapes me.
 
 “Tell me, Zoe.”
 
 Just then, there is a knock on his door.
 
 “Shit. Probably the teenager.”
 
 He puts me on my feet, and I grab my shirt and bra and duck into the bathroom while he answers the door. I hear a male voice, but I don’t recognize it, so at least it’s not Cole. When I hear him shut the door I come out of the bathroom. Caleb is standing next to the door, rubbing his face.
 
 “That could have been Cole.”