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“You haven't?”
She shakes her head. “I’ve told my other friend, Charlize. She’s the one in England. But she’s not the most responsible or level-headed in our group.”
“So you don’t trust her opinion?”
“No, because she just tells me to jump you and not worry about the consequences.”
I laugh. “I think I like this friend of yours.”
She smirks. “She’s a handful.”
I kiss her jaw. “So tell Ari as much or as little as you like. I don’t know what this is either, Imogen. I’m still trying to figure that out myself. But I know it feels good and I can’t wait to see you and I want you in my bed. I liked waking up with you.”
She smiles against my mouth. “I like waking up with you, too.”
I want to take her into the bedroom and ravage her body, but I know that she wants to take things slower. Talk. That I can do, if it’s what she needs.
It’s crazy, but this isn’t just about sex. Making her unhappy makes me want to do better.
Be better.
And I haven't felt that way in a long time. I didn’t care. Even with exes in the past that were merely convenient, on both parts, I didn’t want to get to know them. Not like this.
It’s like Imogen has put this spell on me and I don’t know what to do about it. I normally run from anything that even spells commitment. The old cliche that ‘she’s different’ makes me want to cringe, but it’s not even that. I’m different. With her, I don’t even recognize who I am. When she talks about the light being switched on inside her, she’s talking about me. That’s how I feel.
“So? Do you want to get some things and we stay here? Would you like that?”
She cups one side of my face. “If you want to stay, I’d like that.”
My lips curl. “How about I drop you back and send a car for you in an hour?”
“That’s perfect, Khristian.”
I press another kiss to her lips.
“You really don’t have to go to all this trouble. This apartment costs a lot of money,” she goes on. “I could never afford something like this.”
“I admit, normally I would wait out the probation period before giving my executives such perks, but I know you’re going to fit in with the team and do wonderful things at Tre’sor.”
She blinks up at me. “And if we don’t work out?”
Pain hits my chest and my eyebrows crease together. “What are you concerned about?”
“The workplace thing.”
“We discussed that. I’ll try not to fuck you anymore on the boardroom table, happy?” Fucking you on my desk, however, totally on board with that…
“You’re such a naughty man,” she chastises.
“It isn’t my fault you wear suspenders to work and tease me with your sexy body.”
“I love the feel of silk, by the way.”
I smirk. “I love the feel of it sliding off your body.”
I press her against the wall and she gasps when she feels how hard I am. I want sex.
But I know she wants to talk, and talking will lead to me developing feelings… Yet, I go along with it because her needs trump mine. She’ll have to know sooner or later that while I’m sticking to my promise of being exclusive, committing isn’t a word I’m used to. Nor is it something I think I’m capable of. Even though I don’t want another guy’s hands on her, or want another woman, the thought of losing her sickens me.
