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17: Selene
I slip into the bathroom and close the door behind me. I’m somewhere between “floating on air in bliss” and “banging my head against the counter at my stupidity.”
I just fucked Ronan. My boss. On my couch.
And holy hell, he was incredible.
All that pent-up desire I’ve been trying to deny flooded through me at his touch. I knew I was a goner as soon as I came downstairs and saw he’d made me breakfast. After the way he comforted me last night and held me while I slept, a crack in my carefully crafted facade began to grow. I could feel it opening, letting in Ronan’s heat. It made me crave him all the more, and when he touched me, I was done for.
But I might have just made a very big mistake.
I take my time cleaning up, to give my head a moment to clear. I want to tell myself the only reason he rocked my world is the fact that it’s been so long since I’ve been with someone. My self-imposed dating moratorium, and subsequent time spent dating Aidan, means it’s been months—a lot of months—since I’ve had sex. But I’d be kidding myself if I try to believe that. I know it isn’t true. Ronan got under my skin five years ago, and he just reminded me why.
I come out of the bathroom to find him back in the kitchen, dressed in just his boxers and open button-down shirt. God, he looks sexy like that.
He gives me a relaxed smile. “I think our breakfast got cold. Maybe we should just go out.”
I smooth down my hair, although I already fixed it in front of the bathroom mirror. I feel like I need to keep a little distance between us, so I sit down on the bar stool across the island.
“Sure, we could do that.”
He pauses with his hands resting lightly on the countertop, and meets my eyes. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine.”
He comes around the counter and runs his fingers through my hair. “You’re beautiful, but you’re definitely not fine.” He leans in to kiss me, and my doubts fade a little at the feel of his mouth on mine.
“I know what you need,” he says when he pulls away.
“Other than a lot of coffee?”
“I’ll get you any coffee you want,” he says and kisses my forehead. “But I know what else you need. New rules.”
I can’t help but laugh. “I don’t know, I think we were doing pretty well with our old ones.”
“Speak for yourself,” he says. “Your rules were torture. Although my rule still stands.”
“No dating anyone else?” I ask.
“You bet your ass,” he says, slipping his hands around my waist. “I don’t share.”
“I guess the no sleeping together rule is thrown out?”
“It better be,” he says.
“Okay, new rules,” I say. “No sex in the office.”
“Not a chance,” he says.
“You’re supposed to agree.”
“There’s no rule that says I have to agree to your rules.” He plants a soft kiss on my lips before I can argue. “I already told you I’m going to fuck you on top of my desk. I intend to make good on that promise.”
My heart flutters a little at the thought. Fuck, he’s hot. I almost hate that he can make me feel this way. “We at least need to be careful at work.”
“Wait, I thought I fired you.”
“You’re hiring me back on Monday,” I say, “and when that happens, we need to be careful.”
