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Well, she said she’d see me at the office. I guess I’ll just have to make sure that I’m better by tomorrow and ready to return.

Because the second I can get her alone in my office, she’s going to be in so much pleasure, she’ll wish she had never left me hanging.

CHAPTER 11

Isabella

I can’t believe what I did. I must have had a moment of madness. A moment that I can’t get off my mind. If I close my eyes, I can still feel Logan’s lips brushing against my skin. So gentle and yet so commanding. I can’t think of anything sexier.

But now I can’t tell if I made the wrong or right decision by leaving. On one hand, it’s completely inappropriate to kiss your boss, especially the way that I kissed Logan. I feel almost dirty, knowing how hard we held one another in the moment. If anyone found out, it would be a scandal for the company. Not to mention unwanted attention on my behalf.

But if I had stayed…oh, if only I had stayed. The things I would have done to him. The things I would have let him do to me. My head is reeling. I can’t escape the fantasies. I want to feel his tongue in places no man has ever explored on my body. I want to know what it would be like to suck him off, or to feel his large cock penetrate me for the first time. I would happily let him try anything. In my head, there’s not a thing that feels off limits.

But the issue is that I never feel the same in person. I feel nervous, terrified of the moment someone will take my virginity from me. I’ve been told it can hurt, or that you can bleed. I fear giving myself to someone who isn’t worth it. I’m not here to be messed around with…maybe Logan thinks he can get away with it with me because I’m so timid.

And that’s not all. What if I don’t know what to do when it actually comes down to sex? What if I can’t keep up with all the other girls he’s been with in the past? From the way he touched me, it seems like he knows what he’s doing. Maybe he thought I seemed that way too. It was almost as though someone possessed me because I felt like I knew exactly what was going on. Now, looking back, I’m scared it was a blip and I won’t be able to perform.

And that’s one reason I’m glad I left…I wasn’t ready for what happened, emotionally or physically. The way I’m freaking out right now proves that. I don’t know his intentions, or whether I’m about to get toyed with, thrown around like a sexual rag doll and then tossed to the side in favor of a new, prettier toy. I don’t know whether he respects me, or whether I’m just another in a million girls he has lined up. Surely it must be better to wait, to see if things fall naturally into place or if it was just a blip?

I guess I’ll find out today. I’ll be seeing him in his office the second I arrive as I do most mornings. Then, later, we’ll have the meeting to attend together, since it was postponed while he was injured. That’s a whole lot of Logan for one day. I’m usually just hidden away in my office, only interacting with him via the phone. Now, with no walls to separate us and a whole host of secrets between us, how will I respond?

I feel a little sick as I wait outside his office. I know he’s already inside. I can hear him speaking on the phone. My hand hovers over the door and I hesitate. Come on, Isabella. Don’t be such a fucking coward.

I knock before I can stop myself. I’m glad I managed it because part of me is determined to run for the hills and never come back. I hear Logan say his goodbyes and put his phone down.

“Come in.”

I take a deep breath. I already ensured I look my best today. I’m wearing a pastel pink pantsuit that my brother bought me when I was interviewing for jobs. I haven’t worn it since, and I’m hoping the bold look will be enough to impress Logan and everyone in the meeting later.

But mostly Logan.

His eyes light up when he sees me. I close the door tentatively behind me, trying to look more confident than I feel.

“Good morning,” he purrs. “Why don’t you take a seat…Miss Cohen.”

I do as he asks. After all, he is the boss. I really would rather stand so I can make a quick escape if I make a fool of myself, but I sit down and try to get comfortable.

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