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Roarke pulled out and spilled onto my ass and lower back, and I frowned. I was on the pill and we’d been sleeping together for a while, and I liked the feeling of a man coming inside me. But I wasn’t about to complain when I’d gotten two orgasms out of just one session.
I laid there for a moment, panting, while Roarke cleaned me up with a damp hotel towel. He’d been careful not to get it on my skirt, and I was grateful since I had to go back to work.
When I finally lifted my head, Roarke was half-dressed, picking up his briefcase.
“What? Where are you going?” I asked, confused and still a little light-headed from my orgasms.
“Back to work,” he said shortly. “See you there.”
Then he walked out, leaving me half-naked on the bed with my skirt pushed up over my ass. We had been at it for less than half an hour. I thought he’d said a couple hours, that we would take our entire lunch break up making love.
He was blowing me off.
What the fuck?
ROARKE
I’d plannedto be with Magda throughout my whole lunch break, but given the odd feeling I’d gotten in my chest when I’d seen Mark Windham in her office, I didn’t think it was a good idea. Especially when she’d tried to take control of the situation. It wasn’t that I minded having a woman in control on occasion – in fact, I liked it quite a lot. I was attracted to strong women, and Magda Riley was indeed a strong woman. I liked it better when they submitted to me, though, and she’d done that like a champ when I’d flipped her over.
She’d made me look in her eyes first, though, made me say herfirstname, and that had made something in my chest flutter. I didn’t like it. It felt too much likefeelings. I refused to have any kind of feelings for an associate at my firm, especially Magda Riley. When she made it back to the office, she knocked on the doorjamb of my open office door.
“Are we going over the prenup?” she asked.
“I’m already three-quarters of the way done,” I said, not looking up at her. “Don’t worry about it. You work on filing the motion with the judge to dismiss his case. She gets her money back, period. We’ve got this.”
She kept standing there, so I finally glanced up at her. Her clothes weren’t rumpled in the slightest, and her makeup was immaculate, like our tryst had never even happened.
“I thought… I thought we were going to do it together,” she said quietly.
I smiled. “No worries, Riley. I’ve got more experience, so I thought I’d get through it faster alone, that’s all.”
Magda bit her lip, and I looked back down at the prenup, hating the way my heart jumped in my chest when she did that.
“I’ve got this,” I said firmly. “Just go work on the motion.”
She didn’t speak for a long time, and when I looked up again, she had left my office. I let out a long sigh and closed my eyes. I sat back in my seat and rubbed a hand across my face.
In a few moments, there was another knock on the doorjamb.
“Riley, I told you—” I started, but when I opened my eyes it was a very different woman standing in my doorway.
Grace fucking Williams. Former Grace Brentwood, AKA my most recent ex-wife.
“What in god’s name are you doing here?” I growled, and she smiled, showing her white veneers – ones that I’d bought and paid for.
She was carrying a large cardboard box. “I’m bringing by your things since you refuse to come and get them,” she said, setting the box down on my desk.
I looked over at it. I had gotten everything important out of her house already, so all that was in there was some old DVDs, a couple of ties, and a pair of sneakers.
“You thought this was important enough to bother me at work?”
Grace quietly shut the door behind her and sat down in the chair across from my desk.
“Not just that. Thought that we could talk, Roarkey.”
I rolled my eyes. I hated the way she added a “y” to the end of my name, like I was an infant. She was five years younger than me, for God’s sake.
“I don’t think there’s anything to talk about. Your alimony check should be direct deposited on the fourth,” I said harshly.
