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“Don’t think for a fucking second that I didn’t feel you at the cabin the other night,” I plainly volunteer. “My hand on your thigh, riding up toward your pussy where you just wanted me to finally make a fucking move. I wonder…did you go to the bathroom to relieve some of that pressure, Liv? Were you just aching for me to brush my fingers against your sweet little cunt and mutter all the dirty little things I was going to do for you while your brother and father sat there? Tell me you didn’t want me. Lie to me and make me believe you.”
“I don’t,” she says in a hushed tone. “I just wanted you to play the part.”
I position my lips closer, smelling peaches and something sweet off her skin. “I guess I’m off the hook then.”
“But I’m not.” It’s not hard to get caught up in those appealing blue eyes and just put myself out of my misery. To taste one little sample of her lips so I can put my mind to rest and not wonder what would happen if I just took her for myself.
“And you’re not gonna be for another seventy-seven days.”
Her nostrils flare, expelling rage and hatred for me through the air. “You’re an asshole.”
I lick at her lips and she gasps, her blues glimmering in tantalizing surprise and lust. “I don’t do anal until the third date. I’d need to warm you up first.”
“You don’t?—”
“You don’t know what I do, kid.” I glance down between us, finding those ripe tits perched out and ready to be fucking squeezed. “But you’re not a fucking child, are you? You’re just a young woman who taunts me about other dudes fucking her, thinking it’s going to get me to snap.”
I still can’t get that dude from the bar and the kid she said fucked her missionary out of my head. I get that maybe she was just trying to tell me she wasn’t basic, but I didn’t appreciate it.
“It’s facts.”
“Yeah, well, so are seventy-seven days of you being mine.” I thrust my head to the side for her to get off my desk. “Now, go get me a black coffee, stat, and don’t barge into my office again.”
“I’m cutting off a month.”
“No, you’re not.”
“Hudson, you can’t be fucking serious.”
“I’m standing here right now, aren’t I? You wanted to kiss me.”
Her face twists like she just swallowed a lemon. “You act as though I go to bed at night and think about it.”
“I’d believe that too.”
She shoves at my chest and I go, giving her the space she requires, but she’s not done with me yet.
No, the little short stack of blonde pushes me again and I fall into my chair of my own free will, in the position she wanted me.
“Don’t get it twisted, Grandpa.” She places a knee on my thigh and bends over, trying to gain the upper hand on me. It’s cute, really, and I’m really tired of thinking that word. “I don’t go home at night and talk to my friends about how hot my boss is.”
“You think I’m hot?” I quirk a brow and a small smirk coils around my lips.
“I’m not going to lie about it. You’re attractive.” Her gaze falls to my lips. “When you’re not complaining.”
I smile. “Then don’t give me anything to bitch about.”
“Oh…” She shakes her head with a shitty little smile. “I can’t wait to be rid of you.”
“Says the girl who wanted the job and bugged me to do this.”
She pushes off my leather chair and uncoils her body. “I hope you choke on your coffee.”
Then she proceeds to make her way out of my office, but not before I give her some more parting words. “And I’m hungry, baby. Get me some breakfast. No bagels or muffins.”
I hear her mutter something like fucking prick before she’s whipping the door open and slamming it closed behind her.
And me, I don’t wipe the smile off my face all morning.
