Page 63 of Unforgettable

He waves the teddy in front of him and then holds it to his face, inhaling. “Mmm. You smell so good. Taste so good. I can’t wait for more.”

I fan my face, embarrassment and awe at him being so…into…thatsending a flash of heat over my face and neck. I’ve only had one other experience with oral sex…Danny did it once and it was so awkward. I didn’t come and it never happened again. A little blow to the self-confidence of everyone involved.

But Jamison…he’s got skills.

The Orgasm Whisperer indeed.

“Come back later,” Jamison yells, and then yelps when I swat his arm. His laugh fills the room, not bothering to be quiet any longer. “I don’t think I can let you go just yet.”

“Shush, I’ve gotta go. Everyone’s gonna know exactly what we’re doing in here.”

“I guess that would put an end to the wager.” He lifts a broad shoulder.

I take a moment to fully appreciate him in the light of day. Muscled perfection. He sees me checking him out and his smirk is on full display. All of the watchful reservations from the past few weeks wiped away.

“Oh, you’re all cocky now that we’ve done this, I see.” I’ve barely stopped laughing, so my voice is hoarse and I can’t stop smiling, so it doesn’t matter what I say, he’s not threatened at all.

“I’m feeling pretty good about things, yes,” he says. “Reallygood.” He steps into his pants and zips them up and walks over to me, his hands on my hips. “Are you okay? No second thoughts?”

“Better than okay,” I tell him, smiling shyly. “This is our first real morning after…I like it so much more than waking up alone.”

He leans his forehead against mine. “It’s so much better than leaving you in my bed, I can’t even begin to tell you. It physically hurt to walk out of that room with you there.”

Emotion wars within me. A see-saw of contradictions.

I wish I’d known who he was from that very first night.

I’m glad that night was exactly how it was.

I wish I’d not wasted a second with him when he got here.

And I know that it had to go exactly the way it has.

“What are you thinking?” he asks.

But I haven’tcompletelychanged overnight. So much about this is already unlike me. Sex at work? With a guy that I have no idea if I’ll even see again in a few months?

I’ve said more than I’ve ever said to anyone, opened up in ways I wasn’t sure I could, and while that may not seem like much more than baby steps, to me, it’s everything…and more than a little unsettling.

“I’m happy,” I tell him, smiling.

I can be happy and unsettled at the same time.

He smiles and kisses me, and I’m willing to work through all my mess, including the unknown, to have whatever this is with him right now.

* * *

When I open the door to head back to my office, Jamison right behind me, trying to convince me to stay a little longer since it’s still early, I’m shocked to see Danny, of all people. He’s leaning against the wall, arms folded, and glaring in our general direction.

“Danny? Hey. What’s up? What are you doing here?” I ask, getting antsy the longer he doesn’t say anything.

I haven’t seen much of him since Jamison got here—come to think of it, maybe only that one day with Holly and when Jamison and I got stuck on the ski lift. He did call again after that and I never called him back…which was rude.

I should be a better friend to him.

He doesn’t look happy with me. Or happy, period.

He pushes away from the wall. “I’m giving my two weeks’ notice,” he says.

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