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When she didn’t move, I picked up her cell phone and held it out to her, tipping my chin to the door. Jordan was FaceTiming her, and I honestly didn’t know how long I could hold on to it before I chucked it into the hall, but she eventually took it from me.

She spun around and headed to the door, where she paused, glancing over her shoulder at me, but I’d already started to clean up. “He’s not my boyfriend.”

I finished zipping up her tools and handed them to her too. “I’m not either, and that’s why I shouldn’t have touched you. I’m your employer.”

Her throat worked on a swallow, and she turned away from me, her shoulders sunken. A few seconds later, I heard a male voice saying, “Hey, baby,” and then Kennedy’s bedroom door closed.

With a silent curse, I tossed the towel down, giving up on cleaning. Instead, I changed and headed downstairs to hit the bag.

SIXTEEN

KENNEDY

Ifluffed my hair a few times then looked over my outfit in the bathroom mirror. Jordan was picking me up in a couple minutes, and I still wasn’t sure how exactly I felt about going out with him. We had talked every day, but I didn’t quite feel…anything.

Working and living with Liam had changed me. I was more confident in who I was as a person and in what my abilities were, and I wasn’t sure if I wanted to go backward. Which was what it felt like by agreeing to go out with Jordan. Like I was moving in reverse.

Especially after Liam and I…had whatever we’d had in his bathroom. I’d given countless haircuts, and never once had I been turned on while doing it, but there was a first time for everything. And being in that quiet, small space with him did funny things to my nervous system. It was difficult to concentrate with the body heat wafting off him and his thighs immovable as I’d tried to carefully step around them. Until he’d simply dragged me between his legs, gripping my hips like I was his lifeline. I could feel how badly he wanted me.

And god, I wanted him so badly too.

I didn’t think it was possible for a thirty-six-year-old professor to desireme. But I couldn’t deny it after I’d noticed the bulge in his pants and the hunger in his eyes.

Yet now I was going out with my ex-boyfriend, and it just didn’t feel right.

With a deep breath, I turned off the lights and made my way to the living room. Without ever lifting my gaze from the steps, I knew Liam was watching me. I could feel it.

I only looked up once my high-heeled boots hit the floor, and I offered him a smile, small as it was.

“You headed out?” he asked evenly, with one long leg perched on the sofa and the other extended out, taking up a lot of space in his gray sweatpants.

I nodded and looped my purse over my shoulder.

His blue eyes swept over me from under his glasses, then he gestured to Finn. “Kennedy’s going out. Say g’night night to her.”

When Finn threw himself at me, I lifted him up in my arms to hug and kiss him. “Love you, babes.”

He giggled and kicked his feet, and after I set him down, he ran right to his father, who stared up at me. “Have a good time.”

I hadn’t told Liam I was going out with Jordan. I didn’t know if I should, but even if I wanted to, I didn’t have the right words.Remember that ex-boyfriend I told you about? The one who you said didn’t deserve me? I’m going out with him. Even though I can’t stop thinking about you.

Instead of saying anything, I stood there, awkward and insecure.

And because Liam was perfect, he asked, “You okay?”

I nodded, swallowing the lump in my throat.

“Do you need me to?—”

Whatever question he was about to ask was cut off by two loud beeps outside.

“That’s for me. I gotta go.”

His nostrils flared slightly, and he stood up, following me to the door.

“I won’t be late,” I told him.

He shrugged. “It’s fine.”

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