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You’re letting him TOUCH you?
Zach:
Are you fucking kidding me?
Zach:
Meet you out front in two minutes.
We’re leaving.
Farrow:
You are not the boss of me.
Zach:
FOR THE LAST FUCKING TIME, I LITERALLY FUCKING AM.
But it was too late.
I’d made up my mind. And what I needed right now was to get out of here. The food, the cocktails, and the glitz weren’t worth it.
Dallas was wrong. I didn’t need this at all. I knew I should’ve stayed in bed with hot cocoa and my Kindle.
“Would you mind if we go somewhere else?” I pried my hand away from Anderson’s, wiping it on my dress beneath the table. He’d guarded it like a Venus flytrap. I needed a whole battalion to uncurl my fingers from his. “I…”Can’t face my boss and his fiancée for fear I’d combust. “…need to get out of here.”
“You sure?” His forehead creased. “Because Mr. Costa mentioned the meal will be free…”
“Positive.”
I stood, wondering if Anderson could be anylessappealing, when he snatched a bamboo skewer from the hors d’oeuvres and used it as a toothpick.
Yup. A new rock bottom.
I set my napkin on the table. “Excuse me while I go freshen up. I’llbe right back.”
Anderson saluted me. “Take your time. I’ll work on the entrées in the meantime. No reason they should go to waste.”
Suppressing a head shake, I weaved through the sea of tables, slipping into the women’s restroom.
I clutched the edge of the shell-shaped sink, staring at myself in the mirror. “Get yourself together, Fae. He’s just a guy.”
“A pissed off one at that.”
Zach slipped inside, locking the door behind him. I swiveled, my lower back pressed against the damp vanity top. He strolled toward me, a dusky mist of wrath purring around him.
My heart stumbled to a screech, missing a beat. Every muscle spasmed at the mere sight of him.
He pressed against me, his entire body covering mine. “What are you doing here?”
Losing my mind.
But on instinct, I tilted my head back, feeling the hot bulge of his cock against my thigh.
“Enjoying a meal and a handsome man.” I desperately needed to remind him—and myself—that I was a free agent. “I told you we’re not exclusive. There’s nothing you can do about it.”
His cock jolted between us, digging harder into my thigh. “I can think of one thing I can do about it.”
