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A big problem.
Why, out of all the women in the world, did I have to go and be attracted to Quinn? It would be irresponsible of me to get involved with someone who works for me. Messy to get involved with my little sister’s best friend—especially if it doesn’t work out. Which more times than not is the case.
I grit my teeth. Fuck. Why her?
Why do I have this incessant need to go out there and kiss the shit out of her? Why do I want to take her to my bedroom, shove my cock into her pussy and fuck her so hard that she screams my name over and over. Use her body until we both can’t take anymore.
My cock swells in my jeans. Shit. I’m getting hard just thinking about the things I want to do to her delectable body. What’s even worse is that I’m panting over her like a lovesick teenager, not a thirty-six-year-old with his own construction company.
“Hey brother.” My head whips up at Karissa’s voice.
Biting back a scowl and the need to tell her to get out of my house, I grumble, “Karissa. Don’t you have somewhere else to be?”
She chuckles, ignoring my words and striding inside. “So, how’s it working out with Quinny?”
My brows furrow, face screwing up in distaste. Quinny? No. I don’t like it. It sounds immature. Childish. Quinn is neither of those things. “Fine. Now can you leave and stop disturbing her? She has work to do.”
“Always so pleasant big brother.” She sighs in exasperation. “Fine. Fine. I will go. But you”—she points at me as if to prove her point—“are coming for drinks tonight. Mom and Dad insist. Usual place.” It’s not a question, more of a demand. With one last look, she turns, sauntering away.
I shake my head, as I watch her leave. Feeling eyes on me, my gaze shifts, locking on Quinn who is staring at me. She shoots me an apologetic smile. It’s so breathtaking it makes me lightheaded.
I groan.
Fuck the lines.
I might just cross them all.
FIVE
QUINN
I shouldn’t have joined Karissa for drinks. I should have turned down the invite. But a part of me was curious to see Davis outside of a work environment. He is so uptight all the time; I have begun to wonder if that’s just his personality or if it’s just a mask he wears.
“Don’t look now, but the hottie at nine o’clock is checking you out.” Karissa chuckles. We are both past intoxicated. I’m only thankful her parents left so they can’t witness our drunken antics.
My eyes lock on Davis. A scowl mars his handsome face. I frown. He really needs to pull that stick out of his ass. I open my mouth to say just that, but he cuts me off.
“That’s enough. I’m taking you both home.” He snaps at us like we are unruly children.
We both look to him, then back to each other before breaking out in a fit of uncontrollable giggles. The man is so serious, I wish he would just let loose. “Davis, don’t be a bore.” I half slur.
Standing from his stool, he shoots me a pointed look. “Not a bore but I’m also not about to leave you two in here while you’re in this state. Anyone could take advantage.”
I wiggle my brows. “Maybe I want someone to take advantage of me. It’s been a while.”
“Yeah well. It’s not happening. Let’s go.” He grips my bicep, dragging me off my seat.
“Hey,” Karissa whines in protest, but still, she follows his orders and clambers off her stool. Grabbing her purse from the bar, she stumbles toward the door.
I try to pull out of Davis’s hold so I can walk with my best friend, but he just clutches me tighter. I stare up at him, confused that he is touching me only for it to turn into complete shock when he leans down. I think he is going to kiss me but his face moves to the crook of my neck and I shudder when hot breath hits my ear. “Be a good girl, Quinn, and do as your told.” His voice is a gravelly rasp going straight between my legs. My body heats at his words and arousal pools between my thighs. Jesus Christ.
Feeling brave from all the alcohol in my veins I flutter my lashes and shoot him a saucy grin. “I can beyourgood girl, Davis. Just say the words.” It’s half purr, half slur but from the way he pauses, I know he heard me clearly.
Staring down at me, he searches my face for a long beat. I’m not sure what he is looking for and in my drunken haze, I don’t really care. His tongue darts out, running across that full bottom lip of his and I swear the way he does it is so sexy, I nearly come on the spot. “You are trouble, Ms. Donnelly. Now let’s go.” His voice snaps me from my thoughts and without another word he pulls me out of the bar and to his car where Karissa waits for us.
SIX
DAVIS
