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Hugging myself, I stare at my reflection in the mirror.
He’s… different and he’s certainly not like the other men I’ve met.
My entire sexual experience up until our first night together happened in high school. It was a little over-the-clothes fumbling with a senior who promptly denied anything had happened between us to prove a point to his dumbass friends.
But Maverick isn’t like that. He’s much older, charismatic, and generous. To a fault.
My gaze slips down to my gown. It’s a truly beautiful piece. One that must have cost a fortune. I remember him telling me it was an apology present for the fake relationship thing.
When it boils down to it, Maverick and I have pure animal magnetism between us. We have sexual chemistry in spades, and our bodies make some beautiful magic together.
Like how warm his lips feel when they touch mine.
Or how he slides his hand under my dress and my body lights up like a Christmas tree on steroids.
Or the sheer relief when his lips flick through my clit making me wetter than I’ve ever been.
I don’t think I’ve ever wanted anybody more.
And that’s not good. Not good at all.
Maverick’s my boss, my much older boss, and that makes him unpredictable. I can never figure out what he’s thinking, what he’s going to say or do next, and that’s dangerous. How are you supposed to protect yourself when you don’t fully understand a person’s motives?
The two of us are only looking for hook-ups, not love. And while many people can make the whole “casual” thing work fine for them, I’m not wired like that. And even if I was, it’d be a terrible idea being in a casual relationship with your boss.
There is no way that could ever fly between an employer and his employee. Because even though sex is just sex, there is also intimacy involved, and that brings about certain emotions. Those emotions can then cloud your judgment, and I can’t afford to have that happen.
Hell, I can’t really afford to let that happen. I need this job… and right now I also really need a drink.
Turning away, I’m about to walk out the door when it opens. Sara, wearing a dark-blue sequined gown with a plunging V-neck shows off a large expanse of cleavage. She flicks me a scathing glare as she strides into the bathroom, shutting the door loudly.
“Enjoying the party, aren’t you?” she asks, reaching for the soap washer. “You should be. We’ve had to make it a success since you conveniently stayed away for a week, leaving us to fix your job.”
Why the little. I did all the work, even after I requested a leave and now she is trying to put me down?
I’m about to let her have it, but I stop myself. It’s not worth it. I don’t owe her an explanation and I certainly am not going to indulge in whatever game she’s playing.
Dignity and poise, Aunt Jessica also likes to say,Keep it that way.
“Why yes, I actuallyamenjoying the party.”
“Well, that shouldn’t be so hard since you’re following Maverick around like a bitch in heat.”
My eyes narrow. “Excuse me?”
Sara’s lips quirk up in bemusement. “Oh, did I strike a nerve? Or are you just mad that it’s true? We can all see that he’s just with you for a good time. You’re a slut and that’s all you’re good for.”
Breathing harshly, I glare at her. Bewildered pain makes me tremble inside. How dare she…? No, I will not lower myself to her level. I take a deep breath and count to ten in my head. I know what’s she’s trying to do but I’m not going to give in. I won’t let what she says bother because it’s not what I am.
“You’re just jealous.” I shrug.
She arches her brow. “Oh?”
“It’s not my fault he asked me and not you to come with him tonight.”
“He asked you because he is going through some sort of mid-life crisis and decided to fuck someone twenty-two years younger than him. You’re nothing but a bed warmer for him. And probably getting paid to be one too. Because there is no way he feels anything for you. Have you even looked at yourself in the mirror? You are nothing. What? Were you hoping he fell in love with you? What a joke!” Her lips curl into a contemptuous sneer.
I swallow, but say nothing.
