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I looked up again and huffed out a decided breath, knowing I needed to answer his question. So I could answer one of my own about him. “I, uh... Well, you know, he...”
Gracen lifted his eyebrows curiously. “He…?”
“He’s just…” I shook my head before blurting, “He’s not the one I think about before I fall asleep each night.”
Pausing there, I met his gaze. When his lips parted before he pressed them closed and gulped audibly, I found the courage to continue.
“He’s not the one I d
ress for each morning when I get ready for work,” I added, watching his eyes flare bigger with hope. “He’s not the one I want to catch a glimpse of across the office. Or who I can’t seem to stop thinking about. He’s just—he’s not you.”
There.
I’d said it.
Oh God, why had I just said it, though?
This couldn’t end well. Could it?
Gracen remained frozen for a good ten seconds. Then, air rushed from his lungs in a rush, and he shook his head in denial before whispering, “Oh, fuck…”
Well, that didn’t sound good.
Panic filled my chest.
Abort! my internal alarm blared. Abort! This was definitely headed straight for disaster.
“I—I…” Spinning away in complete mortification, I lurched for the open door. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that. I should go. I’m going to—”
“No!” Gracen dove in front of me, beating me there. He slapped the door shut and sagged against it, blocking my exit as he breathed heavily and gaped at me.
I froze in front of him, feeling like a cornered hamster in a cage.
Covering his mouth with both hands, Gracen shook his head and watched me.
My face drained of all warmth, and my fingers trembled uncontrollably as I gripped my head.
“I don’t know why I told you that,” I confessed. “I shouldn’t have. I’m so—”
“Is it true, though?” he cut in adamantly, shifting closer.
Cringing, I moved back and refused to answer, but he could see the truth in my eyes.
“I can’t stop thinking about you either,” he finally admitted, his voice so low it was barely audible.
Eyes flaring with hope, I blinked at him. “Really?”
With a nod, he stepped cautiously away from the door. He appeared to be shocked by his own actions, even as he dipped his face close, coming in for a kiss, only to stop short and pause, focusing on my eyes as if to make sure he wasn’t messing something up.
“What the hell am I doing?” he whispered to himself as he continued to gape at me, his mouth only inches from mine. “I can’t kiss you. You’re an employee. Not my employee. But an employee in the building where I’m a higher-up. Putting the moves on you would be—”
Done listening to his self-doubts, I rose onto my toes and put the moves on him, plastering our mouths together with a fevered urgency.
Gracen groaned and cupped my face in his hands, eager to receive me. “God, thank you,” he rasped pulling away, only to come back every few words to kiss me again. “I really wanted to do that but didn’t think—mph!”
I cut him off by gripping his dark, silken hair and sealing us together more permanently.
From there, there was no gentle introduction. We dove right in with tongue and teeth, crashing our bodies together and taking exactly what we wanted while giving it all back to each other tenfold.
