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“You know why. Giving me those looks, like you want me here and now.”
“Because I do,” she breathed, reaching between them to cover his cock with her palm. It was already hard and insistent, begging for release. “Looks like someone wants to come out and play.”
“We’re at work.” He stated the obvious, as if it were a deterrent, but he was the one initiating everything.
“If you’re so concerned with getting caught, why are we doing this now?”
He paused for a breath and then returned to kissing a path down her neck until he reached the small open space left by two unfastened buttons, and burrowed in to lick the tops of her breasts.
“Because you’re delicious,” he finally answered, “and mine. I can’t keep my hands off you, and it’s driving me crazy.”
“If you’re crazy, then I’m certifiable. I shouldn’t even want this after all the sex we had.”
She’d lost count after twelve, when it all became a blur of skin on skin and heavy breathing and orgasms galore.
“Are you saying you’re already sick of us?”
“I’m saying I should want a break. Hell, my body needs one, but I sure as hell don’t want one.” The last thing she wanted was to miss out on any opportunity she had to feel their eager touches and kisses. At this point, it felt necessary to get through the day.
How had she reached this point? From distrusting them and preparing to throw them all out of the country to never wanting to spend a moment apart? It was crazy, just like her, and she wouldn’t have it any other way.
She’d have to send a thank you card to Janet for encouraging her to give them an honest shot. She’d been so wrapped up in her own fears that she almost threw away a chance at something that was starting to feel like the best thing that had ever happened to her.
She’d distrusted them? The very notion seemed almost laughable now. Even though she didn’t have a shred of evidence to clear their names, she also didn’t have any to condemn them. This whole venture into a relationship with her guys was based on trust and trust alone. It was a leap of faith, trusting her heart in their hands, and she was coming to think that it wasn’t misplaced after all.
The fact still remained, though, that Conner was right and they shouldn’t be doing this. At least, not during work hours.
“Okay, okay,” Sabrina forced herself to say as she flattened her palms on his shoulders and pushed. “We’re at work. We have to play nice.”
Conner’s face was strained with desire, red from exertion, and it was clear by the way he grabbed hold of the large bulge in his pants and shifted it around that he was in desperate need of attention.
“You’re right. You’re right.” He made a face as if he couldn’t believe he was agreeing with her. “No playing at work. It’s bad for business.”
“And worse if we get caught.”
“And since we already have someone who apparently knows…”
His words trailed off, but Sabrina didn’t need to hear them to know what he was referring to. They had a witness, a leak…somehow. She couldn’t imagine who could possibly know their secret. Until today, they hadn’t made any moves in public.
“Maybe it’s just a stab in the dark,” she suggested. “Someone who saw us all together…after dinner maybe, and made some half-assed connection before there even was one just for sensationalism.”
Conner busied himself straightening his suit and tie and running his hands through his hair, while Sabrina seated herself behind her desk. “Could be, but the fact still remains that it’s true. We don’t need the bullshit that will come with it if word spreads any further and someone takes it upon themselves to get evidence.”
Sabrina scowled at the desktop. This was all so complicated. And worse, it felt dirty, as if her caring about more than one person was a crime. Indignance filled her. While she’d always been on the right side of history, silently advocating for people to be who they were born to be and love who they wanted to love, she’d never been part of the equationpersonally. Now that she found herself there, Sabrina was filled with anger that anyone would think they had the right to judge her based on who she chose to have relations with in the privacy of her own home and life.
She wasn’t a criminal. She wasn’t hurting anyone. So why did it matter?
They were just nosey, that’s all, she decided. People wanted something to complain about. They wanted to judge others instead of themselves. As the saying went, people who lived in glass houses shouldn’t throw rocks.
“Better safe than sorry,” Sabrina conceded. “You should probably unlock the door in case anyone comes knocking.” It was an afterthought, but if anyone, even Shawna, stopped by, a locked door would be suspicious. If they were trying to maintain appearances, then that was a good place to start.
Conner flipped the lock and stood for a moment, thinking. “I guess I came in here for something, huh?”
Sabrina shot him a wan smile. “Well, we’ve already had our discussion. It seems we should have another? Just in case anyone asks.”
“You’re probably right.” Conner took hold of his jacket lapels and gave them a sharp tug, then strode across the room to the chair that sat opposite her—the one reserved for clients. “So, Miss Colloway, I couldn’t help noticing your distraction at the meeting earlier.”
Her smile grew. “I believe we’ve already gone over the details of that.”
