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“Did you hide it?” I accuse.
“Really?” He huffs a humorless laugh. “You don’t remember saying something along the lines offuck this job and the horse it rode in onyesterday? Because that’s when you shoved the notebook in there like not having it open on your desk meant the work didn’t have to be done.”
“If your granny heard you talking like that, Chandler Jacobs.”
I jerk my eyes up just as Chandler spins around, both of us smiling to see Adalynn standing there.
I’m smiling because she’s the most beautiful woman in the world. Chandler better be smiling because she’s holding one of the packages that she uses for a full dozen of her cupcakes.
“Do you have any of the—”
“Chocolate chip cookie dough? Yes,” she says and hands him the box. “Don’t eat Cash’s though.”
Chandler looks like a small, giddy child with a pep in his step when he crosses my office and takes the box.
“Close the door behind you,” I tell him when he walks past her. “And you heard her. Don’t eat the vanilla with chocolate icing.”
I could kill him for the way he thrusts his hips like he fully expects that we’re going to do something like that in here. I resolve, instead, to put him on roadkill duty for the next month instead because I’d never confront him in front of her.
Adalynn waits for the door to click closed before she steps closer and takes a seat in the chair across from my desk.
“New dress?” I ask, knowing the answer already. I’ve cataloged every dress the woman has ever worn from my favorite to my least favorite.
This one, however, is very likely going to end up in a new category. I’m still working it through my mind to decide if I’m going to label it dresses I love to hate or dresses I hate to love when she looks down at the patterned fabric with a smile.
It looks similar to the dress Judy Garland wore inThe Wizard of Oz, only where the white part of the dress was for the movie, the fabric is cutaway, her milky smooth skin on display.
Right now, in my office, I fucking love it on her. If she were to wear it to The Hairy Frog around a bunch of drunks who are trying to gather the courage to approach her, my opinion would be the opposite.
Take those sparkly red shoes the actress wore and paint her lips that very same color… What I wouldn’t give to see a ring of it around my—
“Cash?”
“Hmm?” I ask, snapping my eyes from her left collarbone to her eyes.
Thank God there’s a desk between the two of us because I don’t think she’d be very impressed if I had to explain the erection I’m now sporting.
“Did you hear a word I said?”
“Sorry,” I say, shaking my head. “It’s been a long day.”
It’s not exactly a lie. The workload hasn’t been heavy but my mind has been.
“I think I’m going to take you up on your offer.”
My heart kicks in my chest, and I try to get it to calm down because I know Adalynn. She’d never agree to what I offered. She has to be talking about something else.
“What’s that?” I ask, and my breath catches when her cheeks flame nearly as red as her hair.
“You’re really going to make me say it?” she asks, her voice low as if she’s afraid Chandler has his ear pressed to the door.
I have no doubt my officer couldn’t hear a thing over the chewing of the cupcakes she brought.
“I’m honestly stumped, Ads. What are you talking about?”
“The umm… donation… of the umm… You know.” She points to the bottom half of my body, and I swear that damn thing jolts in my jeans. “I figured it would be best.”
“Oh,” I say, trying to act like my cock didn’t just thicken further. I can’t recall a single time before just now that she’s referenced the thing. “That.”
