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Layla: Was it so good you can’t use your hands?
Layla: Did you scream so much your voice is gone?
Layla: Don’t tell me he turned into a jerk and hurt your feelings. I’m headed over there now to give him a piece of my mind.
Oh, fuck. My stomach cramps. Please, don’t let her have gone over there. Please don’t let her have gone over there.
I ignore the rest of the messages and call her while tapping the toe of my shoe on the oriental rug under my desk and chew on my bottom lip. The design is a deep burgundy and black, adding a layer of class to the already exquisite feel of the outer office. Marble and exquisite rugs.
“Hello?”
“Where are you?”
“I’m in my car outside of the café.”
“Please tell me you didn’t go back to Cole’s house.” By this time, my stomach is in knots.
“No.” She laughs. “But I knew that message would get you to return my call.”
I flop against the chair, causing it to squeak. “Jesus, Layla, you’re killing me.”
“Well….”
I glance at the doors, ensuring all of them are closed. Mr. Burke rarely gets outside visitors here, and his wife and kids have a private elevator that they travel back and forth from the parking garage to his office.
“It was amazing.” I shudder forcefully but manage not to embarrass myself by whimpering. “It happened once, and it won’t happen again.”
“Yes-s-s!” Layla’s shrill cheer is so loud I jerk my hand away from my ear to keep my eardrum from splitting.
“It’s not a big deal.” That’s a lie. It was the most amazing time of my life.
I swallow hard over the lump in my throat. But as wonderful as it was, it won’t happen again. There’s too much in the way. My brothers. My job. His job. He never said he wanted a relationship.
Fine, he said, let’s do it again, but at that point, we were still in his bedroom, and he was half-naked. Of course, he’d go for a repeat. What man wouldn’t? And probably few women have turned down the offer. My already waffling emotions take another nosedive at that thought.
“It is a big deal,” Layla says adamantly. “You’ve had a crush on Cole for years. And the way he looked at you today made me giddy with excitement. It was so adorable and freaking hot.” She makes a whooshing sound. “I’m fanning myself as we speak. Give me details.”
“I’m not giving you details.” My ears burn as I restart my computer and wait for the programs to open. There’s no way I’m telling her he made me–
I can’t even think the word. But, oh, my God, it was so hot and so out of this world. I rarely orgasmed when having sex before, and to go from a guy who fumbled around in the dark, poking and prodding to a man with the skill level of a unicorn guy is not only improbable but also depressing. How can I go from sex with my dream guy to sex with some future dude who only cares about his own needs?
“Why not?”
“Because….” I clear my throat. “For one thing, I’m at work, and for another you wouldn’t believe me.”
“What wouldn’t I believe?”
“It’s nothing.” I tap the heel of my shoe on the carpet as my leg pumps up and down with nervous energy.
“Yes, it is. Say it, or I’m going to drive over there and ask him.”
“Please, you’re so ridiculous.” I roll my eyes at her blatant manipulation tactic. I’m not falling for it this time. The sound of an engine coming to life fills me with fear. “You wouldn’t.”
“Would.”
“God, you’re annoying. He made me…,” I cough and glance in all directions before lowering my voice to a whisper, “squirt. Twice.”
“Oh, my God. No fucking way. That’s insane. I thought that was pee.”
