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“Don’t bring up the past like that. We’re not having a moment, Eloise.”
“I’m not the one caging you against the wall, Alistair,” she says quietly.
Her tongue wets her plump lips. Her chest rises and falls with every breath. Her throat bobs as she swallows, and my eyes latch onto a tiny drop of sweat as it trickles down her collarbone and between her breasts.
Need roars in my veins. Desire throbs throughout my body. The way her fucking pheromones still start little fires everywhere in my system turns my head inside out.
I need to get the fuck out of here.
“Get back to work,” I mutter quietly, turning to leave.
“Why do you hate me so much?!” she yells angrily at my back.
I freeze, my jaw grinding.
“I don’t hate you, Eloise.” I glance at her over my shoulder, the toxic mix of desire and a damaged past scorching my veins before I turn away again. “I’d have to give a shit about you to do that.”
“What the fuck, Alistair!?” she shouts at me. “Seriously! Yeah, we were dicks to each other in school, but?—”
“But what?!” I snarl, whirling back on her. “But then we fucked?! Is that what you’re clinging to, Eloise?!”
“I just don’t understand what made you so fucking mean.”
“You did,” I growl. “And don’t for a second try and pretend otherwise.”
Without another word, I whirl, grab the bottle of vodka from the shelf and storm away.
I toss the bottle in a trashcan near the door, and I make it almost all the way to the utility elevator before I pause.
Shit. My jacket is still by the practice bag.
Grim-faced, my pulse still racing from my close encounter of the Eloise kind, I storm back to the far corner of the records room again.
“Merde!” Eloise is hissing from the other side of the shelves, where I just left her. “Merde! Merde!!”
Jesus Christ, now what.
Grabbing my jacket, I storm around the shelves.
Oh shit.
I watch as it happens. Eloise is standing on a stack of boxes, struggling to reach one on the top shelf. Just as I walk around the corner the bottom box of the stack starts to crumple, and the whole thing collapses.
Eloise gasps sharply as she twists and falls…
…Straight into my arms as I race over to catch her.
Her body slams into mine, torso-to-torso, face-to-face, her legs wrapped around my hips as my hands grab her ass. The force of the hit sends us tumbling backward, and I grunt as my back hits the shelves behind me and her face almost slams into mine.
Time stops. The sweltering heat of the room pulses around us, as if the very air is pushing us closer together.
I can feel her heart thudding against my chest. Fuck, I can also feel the hard, pebbled points of her nipples through the thin tank top. My hands instinctively tighten on her ass, my fingers sinking into her soft yet firm flesh as my cock thickens between us.
Her lips part, inches from mine. And I swear to fuck, her hips roll against me. Eloise’s suit-skirt is bunched up, and I know she can feel the throb of my erection against the soft, warm mound of her pussy through her panties.
For a nanosecond, standing there with her literally in my arms and her mouth barely an inch from mine, I almost cross the line. I almost slam my mouth to hers, yank her soaked panties aside, and ram every inch of my hard, hungry cock into her greedy little pussy.
But then I remember to breathe. I remember that this is reality, not fantasy.
