Page 25 of My Boss's Sons

I groaned. “It’s been six years, Davis. If you’re not sleeping well, it has nothing to do with me. See a doctor. I’m going back inside now. If you want to go in and see Lily, that’s fine, but remember that you’re not here to see me.”

“Fine. Pretend like you don’t feel anything for me. I’m leaving, Soph, but I’m not giving up on us.”

21

***Sophia***

Iwent to work with a gameplan on Tuesday morning. I met Randal outside of my office and we put together a tour of the entire office that kept me from being alone with the guys at all times. Every moment was supervised and every moment was going to be professional. It didn’t stop my body from reacting when I saw them, but it kept them from taking advantage of that fact.

The guys played along until lunch. When they realized that even our lunch would be with other people, the crankiness started to show through the cracks of their facades. I had to work hard to ignore the looks they were giving me.

Sitting in the cafeteria with them, Randal, and a few other people from our floor, I chewed my food while trying to hide a smirk at how grumpy they seemed. I should’ve felt bad, but it was amusing to see them wanting to throw a tantrum over not getting to be alone with me. Flattering, too, but I wasn’t ready to fully admit how flattered I was.

Randal pushed his phone under my nose and cleared his throat. “Look.”

It only took me a second to recognize the picture I was looking at for what it was. Before I could remember that I was a professional in a professional setting, I squealed and squeezed Randal in a tight hug. “Another one!”

He hugged me back just as tight and when he pulled away, he had tears in his eyes. “Rita surprised me last night. She’s hoping for a girl, of course.”

I had tears in my own eyes at seeing him get emotional over his wife being pregnant again. He was such a good dad and husband that a little bit of me cried in jealousy when I saw pictures of him and Rita together with their family. “Of course, she’s hoping for a girl! She’s a women’s rights lawyer in a family of boys. She needs a daughter!”

“I would love a girl, too.” A tear escaped and Randal laughed while wiping it away. “I don’t know why I still get so emotional. This is the fourth time we’ve been through this. You’d think I’d get used to it.”

I couldn’t help hugging him again. “No. You never get used to something like this. At least, you shouldn’t.”

“Is everything okay?” Ethan moved to the seat across from Randal and nodded at Randal’s phone that I was still clutching.

Randal’s smile stretched even wider. “I found out that my wife is pregnant again.”

I was on edge, waiting for how Ethan was going to react, but it turned out that my worry was for nothing. Ethan was definitely the kinder Anderson brother, by far.

“That’s amazing. Congratulations, man. What number kid is this?” Ethan even leaned forward, completely interested in what Randal had to say.

“This will be four.” Randal took his phone back from me and pulled up a picture of his family. “Three boys so far. And that’s my Rita.”

Ethan’s smile was intoxicating as he looked at the picture. “What a beautiful family. Three boys is intense. Speaking from personal experience, I know that you and your wife are not okay.”

Randal laughed and bumped my shoulder with his. “I like him. He knows what’s up.”

“We gave my parents hell. Dad wanted to send us all away to boarding school when we were still in the single digits. Our mom being an angel is the only reason we managed to avoid being sent to military school or something worse.” Ethan winked at me. “I hear women love uniforms, though, so maybe we missed out.”

I snorted. “I’m one hundred percent sure that you’ve done just fine in life without the uniform.”

Leaning towards me, he raised his brows and bit his lip. “Oh, yeah? I’m pretty sure there was a compliment in there.”

Randal whistled and looked between me and Ethan. “I think there was a compliment, too. Are you flirting with the intern, Sophia?”

My face went red and I choked on the chip I’d just put in my mouth. Randal patted my back while I tried to take a drink and I ended up with water all down my white top. By the time I finished choking, I was surrounded by people trying to make sure I was okay, which was even more embarrassing.

“I’m fine, y’all! I’m fine. Go back to your lunches.” I stood up from the table and held out my hands as people moved with me, their faces all pinched in concern. “Really. I’m fine. I’m just going to run to the bathroom to try to dry my shirt. Keep eating!”

I took my time in the bathroom and tried to regain my composure. Ihadbeen openly flirting with Ethan. That wasn’tokay. He was an intern and I was his boss. And that was just one of the reasons it was wrong.

I was staring at myself in the bathroom mirror, trying to lecture myself about being a professional, when the bathroom door opened and Alex walked in. He closed and locked it behind him and then ate up the space between us in two big strides. I barely had time to register what was happening before he had my face in his hands and was kissing me like he was starving for me.

Despite my lecture about being a professional, I kissed him back with just as much passion. I had my hands in his hair and my thigh hiked up around his so fast that it seemed to surprise Alex. He stumbled backwards a step and growled against my mouth before cupping my ass and picking me up. My skirt rolled up my thighs and my panties were the only thing between my sex and Alex’s black denim-clad hardness. He teased my crack with his fingers and kissed down my jaw.

“It’s been a long goddamn morning and I need you to come for me so I can make it through the rest of this fucking day.” His voice was barely more than a growl but it got his point across.

---