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“I just…was this a joke to you? Did you know you were going to come in here today and blindside me?”
He shook his head. “No. I mean, I knew today that I’d be coming to your office. I could have called, I guess, but would that have been better?”
He looked at her, those eyes warming parts of her she’d rather not think about while at her job. “It would have been better if you’d told me we were connected.”
“It isn’t like I’m your boss. We don’t work together. You’re contracted to do work forFlirt. It’s different.”
“Yet here you are in my office.”
He nodded slowly, walking over to her desk and rapping his knuckles lightly on the surface. “Yep. I am. And here’s the thing, I know it’s fucked up. The whole thing. And you can believe me or not, but I didn’t intend to step on your toes here.”
“It feels coincidental.”
“I’m not going to lie to you. I’m actually glad this happened.”
“Well, I’m glad one of us is.” She felt too big for the room. Blindsided and all kinds of a mess.
“What I’m hoping is that you’re remembering our night together as clearly as I am, and that you want the same thing I do.”
She nearly choked. “Which is what?”
“I’m hoping you want to finish your list.”
Her throat went dry. She did. That was why this was a problem. She wanted to lock her office door and fling herself at him. She wanted to beg him to spank her. Tie her up. Pull her hair. She wanted all kind of things she’d never wanted before he’d touched her but he was in her office and it was a mess.
But if he wasn’t here, you would never have seen him again ever.
True.
“Evie, I know it’s shitty that I’m overseeing this project. You know what you’re doing, I don’t. I’m a nepo baby, you’re right. Though, whether you’ll believe this or not, I know media. I don’t understand tech beyond how to use it, but I understand the products my father’s company produces. I’ve been around them all my life. I spent my childhood in the offices atFlirt. But convincing you that I’m not a total pointless addition to this project isn’t my primary concern right now.”
“What is your primary concern?” she asked, hands on her hips.
He frowned. “I want you still.”
She sputtered. “I don’t…I can’t…what?”
“I want you still, andyou left.”
“You slept at the kitchen table rather than sleeping with me, I didn’t exactly feel like you were hanging out to spend quality time with me.”
“I don’t want to spend quality time with you, I want to spend naked time with you. And I don’tsleepwith people.”
“I don’t even know what to say to this.”
“You can’t say much about it, because this is now my job.”
“Sleeping with me?” she asked, blinking rapidly, her heart slamming hard against her breastbone.
“No. Weirdly, they won’t pay me to sleep with you. But overseeing this app is my job, and that means we’ll be spending some time together.”
“What the hell title did they give you for that?” she groused.
“Third Party Technology Development Manager.”
“Are you serious?”
“That’s what it says on the little plaque on my desk.”
