I was very good at focusing on what was in front of me...but not so good at remembering it once I was done with it.
“It’s not edited yet, though.” Lori was going to kill me. “I keep forgetting to tell Lori about it too.”
Rohan pressed his lips together, but based on the twinkle in his eyes, he wasn’t frustrated with me. “I think we’ll use that as a bribe to keep me coming back.”
He was so smart.
“I like the way you think.”
Fingers crossed he was as good in bed as he was at managing me.
Chapter 4
Rohan
Yep, I was going to need a lot of bribes.
“You can’t say I didn’t warn you.” Knox was frowning as we stepped over a pile of shoes at the front door and went around a box he’d sworn wasn’t the missing books when we’d toed off our own shoes. “The cleaning company said I hadn’t prepared them, but the first guy I talked to just hadn’t listened to me.”
I’d taken in everything the adorably absent-minded author had said and hadn’t said, and I was fairly prepared for the chaos.
“You warned me.” That didn’t mean he wasn’t going to have to provide some incredible bribes, though. “But just so we’re clear, work-in-progress chapters and paperbacks will only get you so far.”
It wasn’t going to get to the bottom of the kitchen table, but it would let him see the kitchen counters and it’d get the weird piles of bubble wrap cleared away.
Knox sighed and frowned at the pandemonium that greeted us as we went into the main living space. “I think that’s fair. We’ll work out the details on the rest.”
If he hadn’t been so obviously turned on earlier, I’d have been worried about his frown.
I shouldn’t have been.
“There aren’t enough blow jobs in the world to get through that mail.” He seemed to think he’d been talking to himself, but it’d been verbal and louder than he’d expected.
He was right, though.
But the sleep sex idea...well, that might get him at least one place setting cleared.
“You’ve got better things to bribe me with.” There was no point in being too subtle and risking the possibility of him notknowing how serious I was. “I’ve got a good idea of what’s in your imagination.”
He couldn’t seem to decide if he wanted to blush or tug himself off to a quick orgasm.
“I’ll be...” He looked around and frowned more deeply. “How about you check out the kitchen? I’ll be right back.”
The little slut was going to give himself an orgasm.
I could see it in the way his fingers started to twitch and curl like he could already feel his hand wrapped around his erection.
His very obvious one.
“No.” The word came out low and stern, and it sent a shiver through him. “You’ll stay with me and show me around. We’ve got a few things to negotiate before you get to play with yourself.”
His mouth dropped open, but it wasn’t the bad kind of shock because he licked his lips as his fingers twitched again. “I wasn’t...I...that would be wrong.”
Knox couldn’t manage a convincing denial, so I just raised one eyebrow and glanced down at his bulge. “Would you like to try that lie again?”
“No, thank you.” His polite response had me fighting back a laugh, but he wanted stern and sexy, so I played along. “I’ll be good.”
No, he wouldn’t.
