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Chapter 10

Sunday flew by since I had to catch up on errands. I called Angela and told her what happened. I asked her to make sure I never let Alaric near me again, but she’s no help. She kept trying to convince me to get with him again. Some friend she is.

I’ve been busy the whole morning. Mondays are always busy because everyone gets caught up on their emails and paperwork that they were slacking with on Friday. I take another sip of my second cup of coffee for today when Kenny walks in. “Hey Em! How’s it going?”

I smile up at him. “Hi Kenny. What can I do for you?”

He gives me a huge grin and then laughs. “You mean what else can you do for me?”

I give him a confused look. “Hm...what do you mean?”

He grins back at me. “What happened at the Livingston house this weekend? The bossman is actually in a good mood for once. I think I even saw him almost smile.”

I just laugh. “Oh wow! That is amazing!” I give him a small wink. Then I throw up my hands. “It definitely didn’t have anything to do with me though. He hates me just as much as ever.”

Kenny laughs. “I don’t know about that. Him hanging around someone as sweet as you has to rub off at least a little.”

I laugh back. “If you say so!”

He just grins and hands me some paperwork from the job he’s working on today, and then he leaves. I go back to my emails and finish ordering the lumber that we need for this week. I can’t help the smile that is on my face though. I keep thinking that maybe I did have someone to do with his good mood.

An hour later Alaric comes bursting through my door. I don’t know what good mood Kenny was talking about though because his face looks as mean and angry as ever. “Did you place the order for the door frame? We need the guys working on that today.”

I just roll my eyes. “Yes Alaric. It’s sitting out front in that big crate. Sorry you must’ve missed it when you walked right past it while you were checking out your own reflection in the windows.”

He doesn’t laugh at my joke. He just places a work order down on my desk. “Get these supplies ordered for next Monday. It can’t be late.” He says sternly.

I pull the paper close to me and glare back up at him. “What’s your problem?”

He doesn’t respond, so I stand up and walk around the desk. “Kenny said you were in a good mood this morning. Apparently not.”

He just sneers at me. “I was in a good mood until I had to come and deal with you.”

I don’t know why I thought things would be different between us now that we’ve slept together. I just glare back at him. “Why are you still here then?”

He steps closer to me. “I don’t know. Maybe I want to make sure this actually gets done.”

I roll my eyes and turn back toward my desk. “I am perfectly capable of doing my job. You can leave now. I don’t want to look at your face anymore.”

I set the paperwork down on my desk, but then I feel Alaric press up against my back. His hands grip my hips, and he leans his mouth down to my ear. “You don’t need to see my face.”

His hands drop from my hips and his fingers dip underneath my skirt. I don’t usually wear skirts to work, but I knew I was just going to be in the office all day today, and I don’t have many occasions to look cute at work.

I tense my body. “What are you doing?” I whisper.

His hands push my skirt all the way up so that it wraps around my waist exposing my red, lacy thong. Alaric grips my ass hard, and I lean my head back against him. He doesn’t answer me but instead runs his tongue up my neck, and I moan.

He whispers in my ear. “I’ve been thinking about this all morning.” He reaches around to my front and dips his fingers inside my panties. I want to say I was bone dry, but I can actually hear how wet I am as he swirls his finger from my slit up to my clit. “Fuck.” He breathes out.

I half-heartedly protest. “This can’t happen.”

Alaric doesn’t even acknowledge what I said, and I’m glad. He bends down and pulls my thong all the way down. Then he grips my ankle hard and starts kissing his way back up my leg. When he gets past my knee, he grabs both legs and forcibly pulls them apart so that I am completely exposed to him. I am so turned on. The anticipation is killing me. Alaric slowly kisses his way up my thighs. He is almost to where I need him to be when he just continues to linger there. I lean my head up toward the ceiling. “Alaric.”

He bites down on my thigh with his teeth. “I believe I told you that you would beg.” He says as he runs his tongue over the spot he just bit.

I clench my teeth together. I don’t want to give in to him, but I can’t resist. I need him. “Please Alaric!”

It doesn’t take more than that. Alaric’s mouth slams against me and he devours me. I grip the edge of the desk as hard as I can. My eyes roll back in my head. “Oh my God…”

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