Page 6 of Off Limits Mogul

One kiss.

One dear-God-make-me-yours-because-no-way-can-it-get-better-than-this-with-any-other-man-on-Earth-or-any-other-galaxy kiss.

One passionate, sensual kiss that’s been haunting my lips for years.

One kiss that didn’t go further… no matter how much I begged.

One kiss that left me so undesired.

One kiss that crushed me.

“Keira?” Mikki’s voice snaps me out of my trance.

I meet her gaze. “Sorry. What were you saying?”

“Are you still with me or are you already in LA?”

“Smartass.”

“You know you’re kidding yourself about Rhys?”

“I’ll manage.”

“Right,” she says.

“I will.” I grab my drink and hide behind it, that way she can’t see I’m lying.

“Okay, let’s play your game,” she says.

I don’t like the sound of that.

“If you’re that detached, you should use this perfectliving arrangement with the sexy blue-eyed COO to your advantage.”

“In what way?”

“Rhys can devirginize you.”

I choke on my drink.

“You’d get your wish,” she says. “You’ve been pining over him for years. Men love knowing they’re the first to mark you. It’s primal––centuries of alpha coding and all.”

“But I’m not a virgin.”

“Gifting a man with yourborn-again virginityis better than the first time you punched your V card.” She ignores my protest. “No pain. No fuss. No mess.”

She’s put a lot of thought into this.

My gaze lowers to her glass. “Did the waiter lace your mango juice with vodka or rum, or both?”

“Like you haven’t thought about it.” Her response comes out faster than a whip crack.

“Rhys is my older brother’s best friend, and he’s made it abundantly clear he sees me like a kid sister––”

“That was then. This is now,” she says. “You’re twenty-three and you’re all woman?—”

“Mikki—”

“Guys get freaked out when their best friends are in the picture. Noah lives far, far away. What a perfect time to push the envelope.”