Page 152 of Nothing Above

I try sliding right, but he mirrors the move, one hand cupping my cheek while the other disappears beneath my skirt.

I knee him in the balls, and he drops to his knees at my feet. It’s a beautiful sight until he glares up at me, his eyes full of unshed tears as he sputters, “What thefuck?”

“HR’s gonna be looking for you, so when you’re able to, use the stairs and go down to a lower level, then take the elevator back up—”

“I don’t care if I work here or not…” Shaking his head, he pulls himself up to his feet using the handrail. “We’re not fucking done.”

“Yes, we are. We’re done.” I have to fight to keep my voice low. “We have to be,” I grit one of the few truths I’ve said all day.

“Lex—”

“Reece, don’t walk away.Run. Do what we talked about. What I showed you.” I give him a pointed look. “Then run as fast and as far as you can.”

His posture seems to double as he straightens his spine. “Why the fuck did you bother getting me on your side if you were just going to push me away?”

I never wanted him on my side. I wanted him as far from me as possible. I thought by showing him my side, he’d realize that. But he didn’t because he’s a fucking masochist who mistakes my every warning to leave as an invitation to come closer.

“You’ve been mistaken from the start. I’m the black Dahlia, not the Snow White Hibiscus. Dishonesty and betrayal, rookie. That’s all I’m capable of.”

“No, it’s not. I’ve seen—”

“You’ve seen what I wanted you to!” I whisper-shout.

“What about the loyalty you promised me? What were you showing me with that?”

“A reminder apparently. That promises are like shells on a beach. They look pretty on the surface, but underneath they’re almost always broken.”Like me.

I frown.

“Not my promises. Not my fucking promises, Snow. I don’t break my promises.”

I make myself turn my back on him, saying softly, “You will if you stay.” Reece has made promises to his family as I have to mine. It doesn’t matter how good the sex is between us, those promises aren’t worth breaking.

“Coward.”

He has no idea how much courage this is taking. How much pain it’s causing.

Pain is still safer. I can live through pain. Idolive through pain and I will continue to…with a lot less orgasms.

Reece

We’re not fucking through. I don’t give a fuck what Lex says.

The elevator doors open to floor forty-two with Kordin’s wheelchair blocking my way out. The motherfucker blinks up at me, frowning.

“Souza, didn’t I just see you in Lenox’s office?”

“Yeah, she, uh…” He doesn’t know yet? I’m not gonna be the one to tell him and give him another reason to look down on me. “She asked me to check out a property.”

“Did she now? She’s such a go-getter.”

“I got all the way to the lobby before I realized I forgot my keys in my desk.”

He studies me. “Are you one of those guys that’d forget his head if it wasn’t attached?”

Trying my hand at looking guilty, I shrug. I spend so much of my time feigning innocence, it’s actually pretty fucking difficult. I think of his wife’s cum still coating my cock and balls and have to press my lips together.

I must pull it off because rolling himself forward, Kordin parks on the track and jerks his head to the side. “Get your keys, we’ll ride down together. I’ve been meaning to talk to you anyway.”

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