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She scoffs, but then her gaze shifts away, and she changes the subject—she knows I’m right. “If you’re going to keep this place, you should change a few things.”
My lips tip up in a smile. “Oh yeah? Like what?”
Cat ticks off the things she noted as she walked in. Lighting she would change, furniture, ambiance. All things I’ve already considered, but her ideas are far better than what I’ve come up with thus far. When she’s done talking and we’ve both abandoned our food, I watch her every move, wondering what comes next.
“This wasn’t so bad, was it?” I ask, rubbing the back of my neck to ease the anxiety I feel. The food’s gone, and she’s given me more than the hour I requested. I don’t have any excuse to keep her here.
She closes her eyes and hums. “No, it wasn’t.”
I place my hand on her thigh to get her attention, and her lids fly open. Her whiskey-colored irises burn, practically begging for relief. She wants to move forward just as much as I do, but she’s not over the past. That battle is clearly written all over her face. In her body language. But she’s growing tired of fighting. Tonight, that wall she’s built around herself has crumbled just a bit.
“Have dinner with me again?”
She tuts. “Jay, my brothers hate you.”
If that’s the only hurdle we have, then my efforts tonight were nothing short of miraculous. “I can deal with that.”
She barks out a laugh. “Yeah, because it’s so easy to win them over.”
I squeeze her thigh. “Have dinner with me.”
She closes her eyes again, and when she opens them, her expression has cooled. I’ve lost her for the night. “You asked for an hour, and you got it. Thank you for dinner, Jay…and the orgasms.”
She scans the room, preparing to get up and go, but I need one more taste. One more minute. “Come sit in my lap, and I’ll give you one more.”
Her eyes go wide, and her breath falters. “I—”
“Shh, Kitten. Just let me take care of you.”
When she hesitates, I grab her waist and hoist her onto my lap. My heart damn near soars when, instead of the fight I expect, she only laughs. As I cradle her, she studies me, her black lashes fluttering. There’s a hint of confusion and a decent dose of concern there, but I don’t give her a moment to think. Quickly, I kiss her. She moans, and after only a second of hesitation, she mimics my movement, her tongue tangling with mine. And then I take her over the edge again.
25
APOLOGIZE BY ONE REPUBLIC
Cat
Though Sophie asks for details about the club, I leave out the part where I ended up on Jay’s couch, making out with him like I was in college again. I don’t mention that his hands worked me over so well that I came twice more in his office before he cleaned me up with his tongue. I don’t tell her how he refused to fuck me, even after I practically gave him a lap dance.
He said not until I’m his. Not until I agree to another dinner. Things that will never happen.
And since I don’t tell Sophie, I don’t tell anyone.
And that means it didn’t really happen.
At least that’s what I’m telling myself as I sit across from the cocky bastard. Who, by the way, is wearing glasses—glasses!—at today’s meeting. As if the guy wasn’t already disgustingly good-looking, he’s now got the smart, sophisticated daddy thing going. I hate him.
“I’d like updates on each of your stories,” he says, his attention landing on me from behind the black-rimmed glasses, even as he says Rose’s name.
As she prattles off her newest story idea, I clench my jaw to fight back a smile and try to ignore the way he’s running his fingers up and down his pen. How he licks his lips every few seconds. How fucking hot he looks just sitting at the head of the table. His unbuttoned suit jacket hugs his broad shoulders perfectly as he fucking owns the room like he owned my body last night. Damn him. He’s all I see. And when all eyes are on me, waiting for my story update, Sophie squeezes my thigh below the table and stares at me, wide-eyed, silently telling me that all my secrets are written on my face.
I bolt from the conference room as soon as the meeting is over, but Sophie is hot on my heels. In a loud whisper, she bellows, “You fucked him, didn’t you?”
Turning quickly, I shush her and pull her into the first office I see, which happens to be Jay’s office.Shit.“Shut up!”
She tries, unsuccessfully, to smother her smile. “Oh my God, you totally did!”
“I said shut up!” Stomping a foot, I heave a breath, then another.
