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My legs were restless, starting to tap on the floor of his car.
I was soon a bundled ball of nerves, barely able to contain myself.
I was focused.
We didn’t talk once during the ride.
Not one time.
Our hands never moved from one another.
He pulled into the Chesapeake, and I hadn’t realized we were going to Peter’s personal office. I thought we’d be going to the Phoenix office. But Kash was right. This one held Peter’s best computers. This was the right place to be. But once we had parked and turned the engine off, once we should’ve gotten out and didn’t, I looked at him.
He was already watching me.
“This can’t come back on Peter.”
Kash’s eyes darkened before he leaned down. His lips just an inch over mine, he said, “It won’t. I won’t let it.” Then his lips grazed mine, a soft nip, and he pulled away. It was a promise for later, probably much later.
He got out on his side.
I got out on mine.
“What do you need?” he asked, as the door opened for us and one of the guards stepped outside.
I was striding through the hallways, Kash having to keep up with me. “I need my headphones.” I was listing everything off.“I’ll use mine if you can grab them, or any with a thirty-six-inch cord. Coffee. Energy drinks. Snacks. I’ll take chips. Anything with sugar. Lots of sugar.” And what else?
I felt electrocuted. I was so energized.
I glanced down at my outfit. I was wearing a dress. I couldn’t hack in a dress.
“Clothes,” I remarked.
“Clothes?”
I pushed open our bedroom door. “I’ll change, but can you grab my headphones and the rest?”
He nodded. “Your father’s office…”
I was already in the closet, tugging my shirt off. “I know where his office is.”
He came to the door, his voice closer. “No, you don’t.”
I paused, hearing a tone in his voice I’d never heard before. The shirt was off and I let it hang from my hand. “What?”
He was taking me in, his eyes almost black. “The office he uses for what you’re about to do is not in the office you’re thinking about.”
My lips parted.
My dad hacked?
I flushed. Of course my dad hacked, but… Peter hacked?
“He still hacks?”
Kash grinned at me, a slow tug from the corner of his mouth upward. “He hasn’t in a while, no, but you get it from someone, you know.”
Another flush. This one I felt on the back of my neck. I knew that, but hearing he still did—it got my stomach doing all sorts of somersaults.
