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“A lady never tells,” I said, the rasp in my voice unmistakable.
“Well, I’ll be in the men’s room if you change your mind.”
Oh, my god.
He was tempting me. Big time.
He had to have noticed my body language.
I breathed out, watching him leave his seat. He disappeared from my line of sight, leaving the ball in my court. What the hell was he doing to me? Trying to make me decide between leaving and joining him in the men’s room?
I tapped my heel on the floor, resting my chin in my palm.
Just one kiss…
The same voice echoed through my head. It didn’t help me do the right thing, which was to run out of there. On the contrary, it planted that idea into my brain.
Was a single kiss going to hurt anyone?
No.
It would just make me feel good.
Feminine.
Wanted by a smoking-hot man like him.
I put my hands on the table and arose to my stature, my heart starting to pound in my chest. I walked down the hall, promising to myself that I wouldn’t let this spiral out of control. I wasn’t the kind of woman who surrendered to men in public restrooms. That wasn’t my idea of sexy or fun.
An aging guy strolling out of the men’s room, I looked back over my shoulder. Matteo had cleared the hall and was just feet away behind me. I stepped in and pushed the nearest stall door open and turned around to face him. His sheer size and my figure took up all the available room. I felt the back of my knees hitting the toilet as he cupped my hips. In a decisive move, he spun me to the right and my back hit the wall with force. I lifted my legs up to the toilet seat lid, my heels scratching its surface.
Our mouths crashing into one another, I threw my arms around his shoulders and dangled them over his back. His strong body rubbing into mine, he trapped me between himself and the wall. His lips moved down to my jaw and bit my skin for a fleeting moment, before he ran his hands down my body.
One moment, they were clutching my back thighs. The next, they were gripping my outer thighs and making their way up to my ass. I tilted my head back, his fury taking me by complete surprise. Up until then, I thought his approach would be slow and gentle. I was badly mistaken. He squeezed my cheeks over my skirt, his index finger brushing the top of the zipper. Long exhales were escaping me as he nipped at my chin. I took my arm off of him and put my fingers over my mouth.
Just as well.
A couple of seconds later, came a sound that should have made him stop.
The men’s room door, clicking open and shut.
It had absolutely no effect on him.
“Yeah,” I whispered, feeling his hot breath on my neck. “That’s it. Keep going.”
“Fuck!” My eyes snapped open at his growl. Just like that, he had pulled back, his reddened eyes looking at me with regret. “What the fuck are we doing here? I’m going to break the code because of you?! I can’t break the code!”
“What code?” I asked, my voice a little more than a whisper.
He heaved a long sigh and palmed his forehead. “Men’s code. I can’t do that to Cesare. I’m sorry. I have to go.”
“Matteo…”
Only a fool would have believed he wouldn’t walk out.
And I was that fool, because I called out his name twice, with no results.
Matteo punched the stall door away and stepped outside, leaving me alone, turned on and confused. He was well-aware of what we were going to do. He hadn’t rejected the idea. In fact, he loved that idea, since he had followed me to the ladies’ room. With my heart racing, I straightened out my skirt and my blouse. I didn’t want anyone to suspect what I had been doing, especially after being dumped by Matteo…
