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She exhaled, then inhaled.
“Another one.”
She did as I told her, followed my command beautifully.
I could see she was bracing for an assault. Or maybe she was just expecting me to take her.
Not yet.
We both had to wait a little while longer.
“Anticipation makes everything much more rewarding,” I whispered in her ear. “I need to work for a little while. But afterward, you and I, Sophie, will talk and play.”
Another sharp inhale.
I raised my head again and held her gaze for a moment.
“Gabe, I…”
Then I kissed the tip of her nose, got up, and went to my backpack for my laptop and my noise-canceling headphones.
If I listened to her, I wouldn’t be able to concentrate. No matter if her eyes glittered and her mouth was cursing me, or if she was apologizing or begging.
A single word out of her mouth would hold me captive.
When I needed to focus.
I needed to look at Fausto’s files.
Know what had happened.
Work before play.
Always work before play.
Though I couldn’t get myself to leave her entirely.
I settled at the desk, which faced away from the bed but conveniently had a mirror right behind it.
I could watch her without turning around.
Could see if she needed something.
Could take care of her.
When had taking care of her become an obsession?
When did she become my obsession when no other woman I’d met had ever held my interest longer than one evening, one session in the club?
I shook my head, booted up my laptop, and settled down. I would find out why soon enough.
I would have her, fuck her, get her out of my system, and then it would be easy to let her go.
I scanned the email, then looked at the source code of the link. I wouldn’t put it past Peaches to try to tap my system, as well, and sure enough—there were some extra parameters attached to the link. Computer wizardry wasn’t my area of expertise, though I’d learned tonnes since SOG started working with us. But Peaches should’ve known better.
I extracted the clean URL, then entered my login data to gain access to the server. There was another prompt to download an executable, and I chuckled.
Damn, Peaches was keeping me on my toes.
