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Roland. Fucking Roland.
“Were you with him when we fucked two months ago? Is that why you’ve been playing the amnesia game for so long?”
“I’m not playing a game.” She straightens, her hands moving to smooth out the skirt of her dress. “And it’s been days, West. It’s only been a few days.”
She’s right, but it feels like weeks, longer if I’m honest.
“You didn’t answer my question.” I cross my arms over my chest and look down at her. “Were you with Roland when we fucked?”
She’s sexy as sin in the red dress she’s got on. It’s low cut enough that I am getting a perfect bird’s eye view of the top of her breasts.
“How do you know his name?” She takes on the same defensive stance as me, but it only makes me want to touch her tits more. They’re pressed together now above where she’s crossed her arms.
“You two were having dinner here last Saturday.”
“Oh my god, you’ve been following me.” Her hands drop to her hips. “What the hell?”
I thought she was beautiful when she was beneath me, languid and serene after coming, but the way she looks right now takes it to an entirely new level.
She’s hot as fuck when she’s angry.
“I was having dinner with my business partner and thought I recognized you,” I answer calmly, staring into her eyes. “I asked the server if he knew your name, but the only name he caught was your boyfriend’s. Roland.”
She gives her head a curt shake. “I can’t believe this. You saw me before you walked into the conference room on Monday?”
“Were you sleeping with Roland when we fucked?” I press for an answer to that question because it’s too damn important to ignore.
Her gaze searches my face for something. “I’m not like that. I would never cheat on a man.”
Disappointment. That’s what’s swimming in her vivid green eyes. She’s disappointed tha
t I asked, that I assumed that she’d fuck one guy while another was waiting for her back in his bed.
“This is our second date.” Her hand jumps to the center of her chest. “Tonight is the second time I’ve seen him.”
Fuck. Just fuck.
She had her first date with him two days before I saw her in the conference room at Faye & Sons? I just missed my chance.
“Are you going to see him a third time?” I ask because I want Roland out of the picture.
“Linny?”
As if on cue, a guy’s voice calls her name from behind me.
Roland’s timing is impeccable, his taste in women too, but that won’t stop me from shutting down whatever is happening between them.
“I’m here, Roland,” she says loud enough that her soft voice carries through the long corridor.
“Is everything okay?” Heavy footsteps accompany the words.
Fuck this guy.
I lock eyes with her once more before I turn on my heel. He’s headed straight for us.
“I’m fine,” she says as she steps around me. “Mr. Weston and I were just talking business.”
His hand is outstretched before he’s in front of me. “Roland Elgar. It’s good to meet you.”
