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Kelly threw her car into reverse and revved out of the parking spot with a vengeance. Oh no he wasn’t. They were going to have this out right now.

Chapter 10

Chris was sitting in his living room with his legs propped up on the coffee table, watching an episode of NCIS, when headlights flooded his living room.

“Shit.” He ducked low, making his way over to the window. He looked out in time to watch Kelly climb out of her car, wearing her black swishy dress, as she liked to call it. Her hair was flowing around her shoulders in loose waves and she looked fit to kill as she stomped up his porch.

Beautiful, but completely homicidal.

She didn’t even bother to knock, just barged right in.

“You!”

He sat back on the couch, pretending that he hadn’t known she was there. “Me what?”

She stalked towards him, pointing a finger as she stood above him. “I have been texting and calling you for days! Why are you avoiding me?”

He crossed his arms over his chest. “I’m not. I told you, I had something to do tonight and then I came home to go to bed.”

“You are a lying sack of potatoes! You have been giving me sorry too busy to talk texts all week. Now, what in the hell did I do to piss you off?”

He stood up with his hands in the air. “Whoa, take it easy. You didn’t do anything.”

“Really?” He winced at the sarcastic bite to that single word. “So, we aren’t going to talk about what is bugging you?”

“There’s nothing bugging me!”

“Fine, I’ll be the adult then. Sunday morning, we were wrestling, and you got an erection.”

Chris’s jaw dropped. “What in the fu—”

“It’s no big deal! It’s a natural reaction to having my ass pressed up against your crotch, but that’s all I thought it was! I didn’t freak out or anything, so I have no idea why you’re being such a weirdo about it.”

What the hell was he supposed to say to her? She’d felt his cock hard against her and just brushed it off as though he got a boner all the time? As though he was a fourteen-year-old who couldn’t control his body?

Maybe she has a point? Why else did I get so turned on by Kelly unless I couldn’t help myself?

Still, she didn’t have to just lay it out there like that.

“Okay, first of all, I am not avoiding you. Second, I appreciate that you are so accepting of my body’s natural urges. And three, why are you wearing your fancy dress?”

“Well, if you’d had an actual conversation with me this week, you’d know I went for drinks with Hank.”

That got his attention and not in a good way. His muscles tensed with irritation and his jaw tightened. “Hank, your client, Hank? The one you said you wouldn’t meet up with outside the office because it would be inappropriate?”

“Yeah, so?” She crossed her arms and did her sassy-hip-popping stance. “I wanted to do something fun since you blew off Wicked Wednesday!”

“So, you decided to go out for drinks in your sexy, swishy dress with a client because I was busy?”

Her mouth fell open. “Did you just call my dress sexy?”

Chris didn’t want to consider her face, at the carefully outlined eyes, the thick, sweeping lashes, or full, pouty mouth. He didn’t want to notice that her chest was rising and falling rapidly, showing off her cleavage above the swoop of the dress’s neckline.

“Isn’t that what you call it?” he asked.

“No, I’ve called it my swishy dress, but never—”

“Does it matter, really? It’s just a stupid dress!”

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