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Me:Also, that was a really terrible attempt at saving a fumble
Tanner Grimsay:It wasn’t my best. My thinking thing in my head’s already stopped working properly because I’m going to be getting your dick in my ass
I roll my eyes. If I was in any doubt before now, that has definitely erased it. I need to sit Tanner down and talk him through my feelings on this whole thing. And this time I’m not going to crack and suck him off again.
Me:What’s the address? I can be in Brooklyn in a half hour
I set my phone down and suddenly realize that Skyler is basically breathing down my neck. I rear away from him. “What the fuck, Sky?”
He shrugs. “Couldn’t help it. It was captivating.”
I scowl at him. “Seriously? You were reading over my shoulder that whole time.”
“Don’t worry, I would have looked away if he’d sent the picture,” he assures me, all innocence. Considering he wouldn’t have known if Tanner sent the picture until it was actually there on the screen, it’s not much comfort.
I sigh and slump back in my seat. “Whatever.”
“Why so glum? You’re going to be banging that gorgeous man again in less than an hour—you should be thrilled.”
“It’s not going to come to that,” I say with a frown. “I have to talk to him, and I don’t think he’s going to like what I have to say.”
Now that the distinctly un-sexy decision about my visit to Tanner’s penthouse has been made, my horniness is melting away and my cock isfinallydeflating. Thank god, because it looks like everyone is getting ready to move onto another bar, and I really didn’t want to stand up and attempt to explain the situation in my pants.
“So you’re taking my advice,” Skyler says, beaming with satisfaction. “You’re going to lay down terms.”
I wince. I’d actually forgotten it was Skyler who gave me the idea. When it comes to legal advice, he’s as sensible as they come. Relationship advice, however… “I know I can’t make him fall for me,” I acknowledge, “but I can’t go into every sexual encounter feeling like a walking, talking dildo. I want to be sensitive to his situation and not push him further than he’s comfortable, but if all I’m ever going to be is a cock to fill a hole, I just can’t do it.”
“Even for mind-blowing sex?” Skyler asks, sounding utterly flabbergasted that I’d be willing to turn my back on this opportunity.
I shrug. “It won’t be mind-blowing for long without any emotion or intimacy to back it up.”
“What if the emotions he feels are different to yours?” Skyler reasons.
“What do you mean?”
He fixes me with the kind of serious look he usually reserves for work stuff. “Look, I’m not saying what you do isn’t important, because it is, and I respect the hell out of you for it. But it’s not exactly the same as running a media corporation worth billions of dollars,” he reasons. “Which, from what I hear, is in a bit of trouble right now…”
“It is?”
Skyler shrugs. “It’s not anything disastrous—at least I don’t think it is. But there’s been some speculation about profitability of and viability and that sort of thing. There are a ton of assets within the corporation but only a few of them are real money-makers, the rest are starting to become dead weight. At least that’s what I’ve heard some pundits saying—Sully would probably know more, it’s his area of expertise.”
I roll my eyes. “I amnottalking to my brother about this.”
He waves my comment away. “Whatever. All I’m saying is, you combine all thatplusthe fact that he’s a single father with a special needs kid…it’s no wonder the guy’s in desperate need of some major stress relief.”
Fucking hell. I don’t know what exactly Skyler was trying to do—I didn’t need him to justify why Tanner sought out that particular kind of relief, it wasn’t something I judged him for—but all he’s accomplished is making me feel more for the guy than I already did. “You realize this hasn’t helped at all, right?”
CHAPTER14
TANNER
Ican tell by the expression on Deacon’s face the moment I open the door of my penthouse to him that I need to adjust my expectations for what’s about to happen here.
His familiar open, friendly features have made way for a tight, grim expression that immediately makes me wary. As soon as he sees me, his eyes move slowly up and down my body—currently clad in dark jeans and a white hoodie—and I notice a flicker of longing flash over his face, chased by a look of regret. Then his jaw hardens and he fixes me with a determined, resolved look. It’s all very strange.
“Uh…do you want to come in?” I ask, feeling weirdly nervous. It’s like I’m a nerdy high-schooler and the star quarterback has just showed up at my door. What the actual hell?
He nods and steps inside the apartment. I close the door behind him before leading the way through to the living area. As far as penthouses go, this one’s not huge—only two bedrooms—but I certainly don’t need anything bigger. For the record, I didn’t buy this place just so I’d have somewhere to get fucked by random guys. It was originally an investment property, then the kids used it as a kind of base when they were out with friends and didn’t want to be coming home in the wee hours and disturbing Izzy. And I guess that’s how I got the idea for its current purpose.
