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I let out a groan that made him shake his head.
“And apparently patience should be at the top of the list.” He grinned in a way that was so fucking sexy I almost fell to my knees.
Is this really happening?
Archer picked up his mug and eyed me from a safe—but frustrating—distance. “You…are a complication I did not see coming.”
“Well, that’s not true…”
“You’re right. Poor choice of words.”
I ran a palm down my aching length and squeezed, wishing like hell I could come all over again. “No, just frustrating ones.”
“So I see. But you aren’t the only one feeling a little on edge this morning. So I think it’s best if we take a step back and?—”
“No.”
“Excuse me?”
I pushed off the counter and walked over to where he stood. I’d come here last night because I’d been shut down. I’d been told what we did was a mistake. Archer wasn’t saying those exact words now, but it felt like that was where he was headed, and I’d be damned if I left his place with him thinking that after everything that he’d just said.
Yeah, because barging into his house, stripping, and coming all over him didn’t getthatmessage across.
“I don’t want to take a step back. I don’t want to leave here and you to go to work, only to convince yourself of all the reasons this is a mistake.” I leveled him with a pointed look. “ThatI’ma mistake.”
Archer let out a sigh and put his mug down.
“I shouldn’t have sent that message to you last night.” He hooked a finger through the belt loop in my pants and tugged me forward. “I was trying to push you away, make you see that this, whatever this is between us, it’s…”
“Complicated?”
“To say the least.”
Feeling brave, I put a hand to the lapel of his jacket. “It doesn’t have to be.”
Archer scoffed and released me, taking a step back. “Preston, this would be nothingbutcomplicated.”
“Why? Because?—”
“I’m on the board at Astor. I’m president of the Elysium. You’re twenty-plus years my junior,andI’m friends with your parents. Oh, and let’s not forget that to the outside world you’re straight and dating my daughter. I need to think about this, Preston, and so do you.”
“So that’s it?” I blinked, trying to wrap my mind around the fact that my one and only time with Archer Carrington would be a drunken haze of a memory. “I’ve waited so long for somethinglike this to happen with you, and the fact it’s blurry— Wait.” My eyes dropped to the impeccably tailored suit jacket he wore, zeroing in on his right bicep. “Do you have a tattoo on your arm, or did I imagine that?”
Archer’s brow rose, but he didn’t answer me. Instead, he finished off his coffee and headed to the sink to rinse and stack his mug. When he crossed back to me, he pushed my coffee in front of me.
“I have to go to work and you have to go to school.” A soft, mocking laugh left him as he shook his head. “Not complicated… Right.”
He went to step around me, but I grabbed his arm. “The tattoo?”
Fire flickered in Archer’s eyes, the heat from seconds ago returning. “Be a good boy, finish your coffee, and let me go to work.”
My dick jerked at the request. “And if I do that?”
“Then the next time I see you, I’ll let you look for yourself.”
“Fuck.” I let go of his arm and nodded. “I can do that.”
“I’m glad to hear it.”
