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Wait, that’s me. I’d like to take off all his clothes and lick him from head to toe. Stopping in the middle for a very long time.

Chapter Five

Dillon

She’s so fucking sweet.

I’m in trouble here. Big fucking trouble.

Cressida flipped a switch inside me. Watching her grow her confidence is such a turn-on. She’s bouncing and animated and adorable taking a phone call. But it’s the way she sought out my gaze when she succeeded in answering the damn thing that just changed my life.

My entire fucking life.

I want to see all her successes. I want to be there every single time. I want her searching me out because she knows I share her pride.

I take a drink of her undrinkable coffee, which is somehow worse than yesterday, my brother owes me big time for saving him when she offered him a cup of it. But I just accept the idea that I am going to be drinking this shit for the rest of my life because this is it. I belong to her now.

She finishes the call and writes the customer name on the calendar. I walk over to the desk, imagining bending her over it. Instead, I kiss her forehead. “Thank you. You’re doing a great job.”

Instead of smiling, she gets very serious. “Do you really mean all the nice things you say to me?”

What have they done to her? “I don’t say things I don’t mean, Cress. What’s wrong.”

“Why do I like it so much?” She shakes her head and moves away from me. “Never mind. Everyone likes to be praised right? It’s just...”

I reach for her arm so she can’t get too far from me. “It’s just that I know exactly what you need and that scares you. I know what you need to hear. I know what you need to feel. I know you better than anyone else ever has and it freaks you out.”

She looks up, shocked. “You don’t know me.”

“Don’t I?”

She takes a step closer to me, her eyes searching mine. “I don’t even know myself most of the time. How can you know me better than anyone else?”

I brush a strand of hair behind her ear, letting my fingers trail down her neck. “Because I’m paying attention. Because you’re hardwired to my body.”

The little noise she makes stirs up my blood. Then that shadow falls over her face. “All right. Since you know me so well, tell me, why am I such a fuck up?”

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