“No!”He lowered his voice, checked Sami wasn’t lingering behind him to hear this.“I mean, have you met him?He’s hot, but also rude a-and selfish!And you know what he’s done in the past.”
“You’ve just described yourself.”
“Hey!”
“It’s true.He sounds like a weird lovechild of you and Ian.”
The words made Baz cringe.The thought of a pregnant Ian naked in his bed… he needed to pour a bottle of bleach over his brain to forget that image right now.
“If you wanted to put me off having sex with him ever again, congrats, that will have done it.”He snatched the steaming mug and took a deep breath.Not even the sweet, nutty smell of coffee encouraged his brain to come up with a strategy on how to undo the damage.
“Oh, no, Aya, did you break him?”That was Sami, sauntering in fully dressed.“I worked so hard on housetraining him.”
Baz would have been more bothered by the implication that he was a dog and Sami was calling the shots—which he wasn’t—if it wasn’t for what the hell he was wearing.
“That’s my shirt!”
The Herringbone fabric was perfectly ironed, for starters, something he had never seen on Sami.Not to mention it hung loosely around his much narrower shoulders.
Sami glanced down at himself as if he had forgotten about the theft already.“Yeah.I had to change.What would the neighbors think?”
“You’ve been here for less than an hour, they wouldn’t think anything.”Nor did Baz care if they did.He couldn’t pick one of them out of a lineup if his life depended on it.
“Exactly.How would they know we hooked up if I leave wearing the same thing?Don’t worry, I’ll return it next time.”
“You’re unbelievable.”It was the only word that came close to describing the unfathomable gumption Sami had to invite himself into Baz’s life and take whatever he wanted.What did it say about Baz that he let him?
“Aw, thank you.Ooh, coffee.”
Sami’s thigh bumped the edge of the kitchen counter, yet his face didn’t betray any sign of pain, as if he was used to it.That would explain all the bruises on his leg.
He stole the mug out of Baz’s hands, drank half of it in one go.Clumsy and audacious.
“Would you like that to go?”Baz deadpanned.
And Samilaughedlike the piece of shit parading as a human being he was.“No, I can finish it here.”
And finish it he did, in one gulp.He slammed the mug on the counter with a sigh.
“Anyway.Always good seeing you, Aya.That suit looks amazing on you.Green is your color.Oh, and.”He patted Baz’s shoulder.“Please don’t give him too much of a hard time.I really didn’t give him much of a choice.”
That was a lie.Sami had given him more of a choice than ever by announcing his intent to come by, and Baz hadn’t hesitated for one second about what he would do.
Sami plastered a wet kiss on his cheek.His hand brushed over Baz’s backside.“Bye.”
Just like that?Did he have a ride arranged to get home or would he wander around the streets this late by himself?
“Sami, wait—”
The door slammed shut, sending the side table next to it rattling.Right.Well, Sami had never had any trouble getting home before.Although tonight, Baz had thought that, maybe, he wouldn’t have minded staying.
“You are in so much trouble,” Aya said.Baz spun toward her.Why?What would she do?
“Please don’t tell Erika!This means nothing.Just… a lapse in judgment, that’s all.”
“That’s all?”Aya echoed.“Baz, if this gets out, if anyone has any reason to believe your personal relationship to Ian’s associate has affected the case, Erika will fire you.You are this close to getting everything you ever wanted.”Not even a piece of paper could fit between her index finger and thumb.“Are you gonna give that up for Sami Adam?”
Of course not.Making partner in a prestigious law firm was all he had cared about since one of Jack’s many rants about how much he hated lawyers.But Sami, the mystery he was, the side he had shown of himself today… but the case!But…
