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“I was here to see you,” I simply say.
“Me? What the hell for?”
Addison clears her throat, still unable to look at me. “I better head out. Don’t want to be late on my first day.”
Cruz wraps his arms around her, squeezing her tight. I observe this with a slight pang hitting my chest, unsure of what the fuck it was.
“Good luck, Addy. You’ll kill it. You tell them crazies, life will be just fine.”
Addison pinches his arm with a fierce stare. “Don’t make fun of mental illness.”
Sitting on the bench is her black purse. She grabs it, placing it over her shoulder. Then, she lifts her eyes to meet mine.
“Nice to see you again, Masen,” she says with a straight face. “The pleasure has been all mine.”
And then, she turns away and walks to the door, closing it behind her.
Well, fuck me.
She came.
Seven
Addison
This isn’t how I envisioned my first day on a new job to start.
What the hell was I thinking?
The problem is—I’mnotthinking every time Masen is around.
I can’t seem to control my emotions or even breathe for a moment to think rationally. There’s always something about his presence—the unwavering stare to his words that goad some sort of reaction from me, just like when we were kids.
I tried hard to be patient and not feed into bullying, but this time is different between us.
He’s a man. A very handsome man if I dare say the truth.
And I guess, well—I am me.
What was I thinking with that whole touch myself while he waited for me in the kitchen? That’s right, once again, no control over my thoughts.
The conversation around the book was the tip of an already wet iceberg. Combine the discussion about a female character pleasuring herself and being vulnerable in a towel that barely covered my body—something had to give.
As he backs me against the countertop, I’m too close to doing something I’ll regret later. To make it even worse, with a known playboy who seduces women on a daily basis. I’m just another woman to him, no one special like a deer in the woods, easy to target while hunting.
There’s no choice but to leave. I make it to the bedroom unable to understand why my body is betraying me. My skin tingles all over, making it hypersensitive.
Just do it, the voices urge.
It starts innocently, a brush against my swollen clit. I’m unprepared for how my body reacts, desperate for more. It’s only a few strokes with my eyes closed and mouth shut to suppress my moans, for the rush of bliss to spread all over me.
My breathing is uneven, as my throat is parched. I give myself a moment, then quickly fix my skirt feeling more in control.
Then, I head back to the kitchen.
The second his eyes feast on me, his expression quickly changes. His signature smirk graces his face like he has some sort of instinct as to what I had just done.
“Finished?”
