Page 85 of Unsuitable

And to kiss him, of all people…my boss.

But then it was him that kissed me. It wasn’t like I threw myself at him. He instigated it. And then he acted like a head case right after.

Total dick move.

I mean, who does that? Who kisses someone and then just walks away?

An arsehole—that’s who.

Kas-hole.

Well, screw him.

I don’t need his shit.

I just need this job.

I take a few gulps of air, but the air in here just feels cloggy, and all I can smell on my skin is Kas. The scent of his bloody aftershave.

Straightening my spine, I push off the wall and head toward the back door—in the exact opposite direction where Kas went.

I just need to go outside, get some fresh air. Clear my head. Figure out how to handle this monumental fuckup.

I head out back and around the side of the house, needing some quiet.

I lean against the house and rest my head back.

Sighing, I shut my eyes. But, when I do, all that happens is that I see Kas kissing me. I remember the feel of his lips on mine, like it’s happening again right now.

I want him. I hate to admit it, but it’s true.

I might not like Kas, and I might want to punch him in the nutsack. But I do want him.

How screwed up is that?

But I can’t have him because it would be the worst idea in the world, and he doesn’t want me.

He made that fact perfectly clear when he pushed away from me, looked at me with regret, and then stalked away without a word.

I breathe through the ache of his rejection.

How am I supposed to forget the way he tastes, the way he kisses, the way he feels under my hands?

How am I supposed to see him every day after this?

I’ll do it because I have no choice. He doesn’t want me, but there are more important things at stake than my lusty feelings for Kastor Matis.

And it was just a kiss. One measly kiss.

Only…it didn’t feel like just a kiss.

“Hey, whatcha doing out here? You avoiding work? Or just hiding out from Kas?” The sound of Cooper’s chuckling voice jolts me out of my thoughts.

My eyes flash open. For a second, I panic and think he knows about what just happened in the kitchen with Kas and me, but he couldn’t.

Shaking off the feeling, I push off the wall and force a smile. “Hey, Cooper. Neither. Just having a minute.”

He gives me a knowing look. “Kas giving you a hard time again?”