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“I’m not thinking about that.”

I was ready to be done with this game but she continued to resist me for whatever reason she had.

“Then I need to try harder.” I placed my hands on the wall either side of her so that she couldn’t escape.

I leaned in for a kiss but she turned away and I got her cheek. That was fine too and I stayed there kissing her there. I liked that she giggled.

“Alex, we’re at work.”

“I don’t care. I’m working overtime here, putting in the extra effort to get you to like me.” I placed more kisses along her cheek and neck, feeling her resolve melt.

She turned her head and our lips brushed against each other.

“I do like you.” She confessed but as soon as the words fell from her lips, worry filled her eyes.

I suspected again that she’d been hurt in the past.

“Newsflash, I like you too.” I thought that would help but it didn’t.

She still looked uneasy, but surprised me by reaching out to touch my chest.

“Do you?”

I smiled down at her. “I thought that was obvious. Are you thinking about me now?”

“You better go save Clarissa.”

Changing the subject.

“Answer the question. Then I’ll go.” I challenged. “Come on simple yes or no question. Are you thinking about me? And what I said last night.”

“If I say no would that be safer?”

“Is no the truth?”

“No.” She smiled when I touched her face.

“Then why can’t you say yes?”

“Because you’re my boss. And we’re at work.”

God, she was stubborn. It was fine I could fight fire with fire. I reached out and took the edge of her waist band. My fingers were met with the soft silky fabric of her blouse, then her skin when I reached over the band.

“We had fun that night didn’t we? Do you remember that?” The best way to deal with her was to tease out her own feelings.

“I remember.”

Good, now we were getting somewhere. I leaned closer to her ear for effect and whispered in her ear.

“Do you remember how I made you feel?” I teased. She hugged the file to her chest. “And how I made you scream my name when I was inside you?”

Raw.

Sometimes it was the only way. “Tell me you remember.” I gave her a wicked smile.

“I remember.”

“Good, now answer the question. Are you thinking about me?”