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They rode along without talking as they listened to the alternative rock station. Ten minutes later, he pulled into the parking lot of her apartment complex and killed the engine.
"So, when do you want to start this?" he asked.
She picked up her purse and duffle bag from the floor. "I hope that you're referring to the interview process for this feature."
He drummed his fingers on the steering wheel. "Considering you don't want to talk about the other thing, yes."
"Okay. I guess I should get your phone number," she said, sounding reluctant. "And you should have mine. You do realize that when you suggested phone sex last night during our game of Truth or Dare, you didn’t have my number?”
"An oversight on my part. Anyway, relax, Wilkes. I won't send you any dick pics. I won't even text you for any late-night booty calls. Though I won't object if you textmefor one."
"I'll do my best to resist," she said dryly.
He flashed her a smile. "There's the Holly Wilkes sarcasm that I've come to depend on. I'd hate for it to have gone missing just because we spent the last twelve hours burning up the sheets."
Holly's cheeks turned pink, and she squeezed her eyes closed. "Eli, come on."
"No need to be embarrassed."
"I'm not. What Iamis annoyed. Give me your cell phone, so I can put in my number." She handed him her phone. "You do the same."
After they exchanged numbers, he handed it back to her. "Thirty days of being professional while you work on this feature, Holly. Then shit gets real with us. I'm not going to let you duck and dodge me about this."
"No, thirty days and then we decide how to start moving forward asfriends," she corrected. "Because we can't start from here, Eli. Even if the sex was amazing, okay? But I'll admit that I liked spending time with you. I had fun."
"Yeah." He tenderly brushed a lock of hair away from her face. "Me, too. It was like we picked up where we left off, all those years ago. Hanging out, eating pizza, and watching movies. It was a good time."
"Don't."
"Don't what?"
"Touch me like that. Professional, remember? If I have to remind you every five minutes, this isn't going to work. You promised. So no touching my hair or stroking my face. Hands to yourself, Donnelley."
He smiled. "I didn't realize I was on the clock yet. I'll be good, but don't expect me to not tease you. I need to havesomefun."
"Lord help me," she muttered, rolling her eyes skyward. "It's going to be a long thirty days."
Eli snorted. "You're telling me. A month with no sex? Soundsgreat."
"I'm not holding you to that." She stuffed her phone into her purse. "I know what you said, but I won't keep you from seeing other women."
He stared at her, stunned. "No. Fuck that."
"No?"
"Holly, listen to me carefully. I told you that I'm done with all of that. No other women. No more clubs. I honor my word, and I don't want anyone but you, understand? When I said you own my soul, I meant every fucking word." He paused. "What about you?"
Holly blinked. "Me?"
"Yeah, you. Are you going to see other guys?"
Fuck, even the thought of it made his stomach turn. He didn't want to be standing out on this ledge, alone.
"No," she said after a long pause. "I'm not going to see anyone."
"Good." His voice sounded gruff and possessive to his own ears, but he didn't care.
"I should go," she told him. "I'll text you soon about our first interview for the feature, okay?"
