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“I do,” I reply without another thought. “But I need you to trustme. Let me prove you wrong.”

He shakes his head. “I don’t have time for that.”

“Then let me prove you right, because we both know that’s what’s going to happen here.”

“That’s what I’m afraid of.”

Okay, I’m confused.

This man hyped his game up and apparently took up the game of riddles since the last time I saw him.

“Kai…I’m not fucking around here.”

“I see that.”

But he’s not budging.

“Am I beating a dead horse at this point?” I press, exasperated as all hell because I’m tired of beggingmenfor things just to have them overlook me. It’s not a trend. “Because I can be begging someone else for a job, if I am.”

Another wave of staring commences and I’m just about to take my loss and roll with it when he pushes his cheek out with his tongue.

And just that action alone makes me not move at all.

“Fuck this up for me…” he warns, in an octave that makes my stomach flutter, “and I’ll have your ass, Molly.” He begins to turn on his heel and dismisses me with his back. “You start Thursday.”

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KAI

Iknewthiswasa bad idea.

Told myself a million and one times after the fact that hiring Molly was going to be the most exasperating and aggravating thing I’ve ever felt in my entire life.

Entirelife.

I’d almost pick Olivia’s wedding again overthis.

Some rando dude with tattoos is currently skipping up my stairs with a box in his hands as he makes his way to Molly’s bedroom.

It must be the boyfriend.

Which, funnily enough, isn’t funny, because what motherfucker in hisrightmind would allow his girlfriend to live with a single man?

Not me.

Not when I know what she feels like and how she will take anything—fast, hard, soft—every single stroke of my cock the wayIwant it.

Lately I’ve been a selfish son of a bitch when it comes to sex.

Or, I was.

I haven’t fucked anyone since Molly and that’s because I can’t find anyone who makes my dick rock-hard at just the sight of her.

And just as limp when she introduced me to Kyle.

Or Ken.

Whatever the hell his name is, it doesn’t matter.

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