Page 319 of Small Town Firsts
Also, I didn’t accuse you. I asked if you’d lied. I do not tolerate the XY chromosome messing with my best friend.
“What are you doing?” Ryan asked.
I put my phone in my pocket rather than telling Ryan her best bish was interrogating me. Luna’s behavior was actually admirable. She was stepping up to make sure I had honorable intentions toward Ryan.
How many people were willing to put themselves out there for a friend? My closest friend Bishop would go to bat for me, but he was rare.
As was la-la-Luna. I didn’t want to get her in trouble for being annoyingly decent.
Emphasis on annoying.
“Nothing.” I swiveled my chair to face Ryan, and then just as quickly turned again to make sure Stacey was no longer in the waiting room. “What did you do with her?”
“She booked it to the ladies’ room. Texting, huh?”
“No.”
Ryan placed her hands on the arms of the chair and loomed over me, putting her ample cleavage entirely too close to my face. “You should be thanking me.”
In a feat of Herculean proportions, I kept my gaze on her face. Mostly. I wasn’t a saint. She had a purple wand necklace dangling between her breasts. I wanted to pull it between my teeth as arousal flared in her eyes then work my way under her dress to see what sort of lingerie she wore.
If she wore any at all.
“Hmm?”
“So muchhmminggoing around. I really earned that bonus now. While you were over here being furtive, I convinced Mrs.Franklin that you were helping me with my contact and there are no issues with propriety in this office.”
“Did you swallow your contact?”
“Huh?”
“I can’t see how I could have been helping you with it unless I was attempting to retrieve it from your throat with my tongue.”
She smirked. “There’s an image. Besides, now she knows it’s not like her situation. You’re not secretly married, right?”
“Of course not.”
Why did everyone seem to think I was lying about everything? Was it because I was a lawyer, or did I somehow give off an air of distrustfulness?
Everyone trusted my brother, and he lied as easily as he breathed.
She straightened with a proud smile. “So, yeah, I really can do this assistant thing. Stacey’s washing her face, and then she’ll be ready for the meeting. I did that. I mean,shedid it. She’s stronger than she gives herself credit for, but I helped her realize men are?—”
“Pond scum?” I guessed.
“Close. But actually, I told her if a guy does something like that, he’s not the one for you.” She ran the edge of her nail along her crystal necklace. “If he’s the one for you, nothing and no one can keep you apart.”
“Is that so?”
“You know it is.”
Looking into her eyes, I knew with one hundred percent certainty that she was right.
Which meant I needed to break her hold on me.Now.
I didn’t want to, but I didn’t trust myself around her. Yesterday morning had proved I was out of control, as had the last few minutes. The only way I could be certain we could stick to our respective corners was through distance.
And possibly a sex hex destroyer. I wondered where I could find one of those.
