Page 163 of The Pact


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“Is it normal for him to show up here?”

“No.” Dax smoothed a hand down his tie. “He’s never done it before.”

Huh. “It’s kind of weird, then.” Especially since, considering Dax recently gave him a verbal warning to stay away from me that wouldnothave washed down well, Grayden would surely be in no way inclined to seek him out.

“Hmm. It would be best if you—”

“Don’t ask me to leave.” I lifted a hand. “If it turns out he’s here on business or something of the like, I’ll go straight away and let you both get on with it. But I want to first make sure he isn’t here to confront you or cause problems.”

Tipping his head to the side, Dax let his gaze roam over my face. “Always determined to have my back.”

“It’ll be easier for you to not fight it.”

“As it happens, I don’t wish to fight it.”

“Now that’s a great response.” I took a step toward the private bathroom attached to his office.

“Don’t clean up yet.”

I tilted my head in question, confused. But then his earlier words came back to me …When he walks in here, you’re going to have my come inside you.

I hadn’t taken it as anything other than a comment said in the heat of the moment. Until right now. I studied his expression. “You’re serious?” Helookedit.

“Humor me.”

A knock right then came at the door.

Muttering a curse, I swiftly pulled on my underwear, ignoring the light of amusement in his eyes.

“Yes?” Dax called out.

Benjamin pushed open the door, a placid smile on his face. “Sir, Mr. Ackehurst is here to see you.”

“Send him in,” said Dax.

Grayden entered with purposeful strides, his spine straight, his shoulders back, his head up, his expression all-business.

His step faltered at the sight of me, and the reserved look on his face cracked like a frozen lake. “Addie,” he said in surprise.

I absently smoothed a hand down the back of my unkempt hair. It was impossible not to feel awkward right now while I stood here freshly fucked, my knees rubbery, my mind a little sex-dazed.

A muscle in Grayden’s cheek ticked, and his jaw turned to granite. Well, it didn’t take a highly observant person to sense what had happened here before he arrived—my skirt was all wrinkled, my cheeks were all flushed, and my eyes probably still had a post-orgasm glaze going on.

Benjamin looked from me to Dax, nodded politely, and then left.

The sound of the door closing seemed to jolt Grayden into action. Clearing his throat, he wiped all emotion from his face, sliced his gaze back to Dax, and took a few more steps into the room.

His own expression equally neutral, Dax stared back at him. There was nothing at all welcoming in his eyes or posture. Or evenunwelcoming. There was just … indifference.

Looking at the two men now, it was hard to believe they’d once been friends, even though it had been back when they were teenagers. They were total opposites nowadays.

Grayden straightened his tie. “I didn’t realize you had company. Actually, it’s good that Addison is here. This matter concerns both of you, after all.”

I blinked. It was strange hearing Grayden refer to me as “Addison” rather than use an abbreviated form of my name—he’d never done it before, not once.

Why this “matter” would relate to myselfandDax, I didn’t know. God, if this was about Felicity or Blaise again…

“What do you want?” Dax asked him, very little interest in his tone.

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