Page 30 of I Accidentally Hired a Shadow Walker
“What?”
“Keep your hands to yourself,” I ordered.
“Oh, okay. I get it.” Raymond bit his lip and locked hisgaze with mine.
I rode him, hips rocking, and sped up. This was what I wanted, not what he wanted. It was about me.
Our eyes locked, but his stare grew so intense, I wanted to look away. I refused. If I did, it would give him the upper hand, and he might think it meant he could take control. No, in this, with my body, the control would always be mine.
I remained on top of him, riding him.
I grabbed my breasts in my hands and pinched my nipples as I continued.
He was a tool I used to get me where I needed to be.
And he let me use him. Raymond gripped the edge of the couch and, despite the slight lift of his hips every now and then, he remained still. It was when I caught the movement of the plants I realized I had to bring it to a close.
I picked up my speed, rocking fast as I leaned down onto him, burying his face in my tits so he wouldn’t notice anything moving.
“God, yes!” he said into my chest.
I moved faster, sliding up and down the length of him, and soon, I came. I gripped the edge of the couch and moaned as I finished.
As soon as I was done, I hopped up, dressed, and ran out of the office. I didn’t know if he finished. It didn’t matter. What mattered was escape. I felt victorious—that was, until just before the door slammed behind me.
Because I could hear him in my office, chuckling like a damn villain who had pulled off the greatest heist.
9
Meet me in the gym.
Kaa wrapped her body around my arm as she slipped along my flesh to wake me up. It had taken me so long to fall asleep, my mind wanted to stay there as long as possible. As my senses returned, the faint, tinny sound of my alarm clock pierced the silence.
When I looked at the phone that buzzed on my nightstand, I realized I’d already slept through the first two scheduled alarms.
“I should just stay in bed today.” I pushed my face into my pillow.
It wasn’t that I was too tired to face the day. The problem was Raymond. The thought of him still overwhelmed me; the moment his name surfaced, my heart pounded like a drum against my ribs.
I’d done everything to erase him from my mind before I hopped into bed, but nothing worked. Not the roll in the grass with the plants, who seemed to perk up a lot more than they ever had the moment my hands touched the soil behind my house. Not the shower that lasted so long, the hot water ran out. I thought I could wash away everything that happened, but instead, I stood beneath the stream, imagining all the things I wished I had allowed.
I planned to get up early and head to the office. There was a report to write, and staff items to address. Instead, I picked up my phone and shot Natalie a message.
Me: Hey, running late today. Please pull the staff reports and inventory tracking for me to review when I get in.
I put the phone down beside me. Before I could drift back to sleep, Natalie had already responded, confirming she received my message and would have things ready when I got there.
With that done, my mind began the daily race, building the list of items I knew I would never be able to complete in one day. Once that started, there was no way I could get back to sleep. So, I pulled my bones from my bed, and headed for the kitchen. Along the way, I scooped my laptop from my desk, and while the water heated for my tea, I powered up the laptop. This was the perfect time for me to finish the report.
The events of the night before were still fresh in my mind. The moment my fingers began tapping the keys, Kaa’s small body reappeared. She loved the sound of the keys and would always dance to the beat. I smiled as she swayed, her petals moving like a dress flowing around her form.
“You look so pretty, Kaa,” I complimented her, and she moved in a circle then dipped her head in a tight bow.
The kettle whistled on the stove, and I abandoned my laptop to make my cup of tea. I’d chosen a raspberry leaf and mullein blend to help with the terrible cramps I’d been having with my recent periods. I fell in love with the blend years ago, and it had become a staple in my kitchen. As I steeped the tea, flashes of Raymond passed through my mind.
“I can’t believe I did that.” I looked at Kaa, who had curled her body up on top of my open laptop. “How the hell am I supposed to face him now?”
She tapped the keys with her tail, as if she were actually writing a response to me. I leaned over to see a series of Rs and Ws fill the screen.
