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With her hair gathered on top of her head and water dripping down every inch of her exposed skin, Ginny Thomas was the hottest sight he’d ever laid eyes on.
Bronte saw him and Gavin shook his head before walking back inside. He didn’t need Ginny to know that he’d spent a few minutes staring at her and he definitely didn’t want to explain himself to Bronte either. Instead, he walked to his office, dragging his hands through his hair as he listened to them laughing and squealing. Ginny was there toworkand yet, he couldn’t find it in himself to give her grief for it. It had been a long time since he’d heard the sound of her laugh, he wanted that to wrap around him a little longer.
Gavin sat down at his desk, turned on his computer and then got sucked into work. Once he was done with that, he found a folder holding all the invoices for the adoption drive on his desk, so he went through that as well, filling out checks for payments and going through his accounts to move funds around. He also added a few notes to the long list of things that were happening at the event, smiling at how thorough Ginny and Bronte had been. He was so deep into work that he didn’t even notice that he had an audience.
“Little Rhodes,” a soft husky voice said and Gavin’s head snapped up to find Ginny and Bronte standing in his doorway. “What are you doing?”
He looked at the papers in his hands and winced, gently pushing it aside as he leaned back in his chair. “Nothing.”
“You looked pretty intense about it, boss.” Bronte smirked and stepped into the room, wet sneakers squeaking as she moved. “So, what do you think?”
“Pretty good.”
Ginny scoffed, but didn’t move from where she was standing. “That’s it?”
“What else would you like me to say?” The women watched him curiously and Gavin sighed. “It’s going to be amazing.”
“I’m going home and Ginny’s going to do the same. You should probably look into winding up for the day too. It’s been a long one,” Bronte told him, gathering all of the papers off his desk and moving towards the door.
Gavin nodded, but didn’t take his eyes off Ginny. She smirked at him and he clenched his fists under the table, digging his fingers into his palms. Why did just the little things tip them over like this?Fuck. Bronte mumbled something, but Gavin was too busy letting his eyes rake over Ginny. Only then did he notice that she was now wearing one of his old hoodies with her cutoffs, which still looked wet. Her hair tied back in a tight ponytail and her face was clear of makeup, drawing his attention to her beautiful brown eyes.
Ginny set a hand on her hip, cocking it to the side and her mouth spread into a smile. A smile that told him she knew exactly the kind of effect she had on him. And he wanted to lick that smile off her face.
“Gavin!”
He blinked and looked at Bronte, who was frowning at him. “What?”
“Go home.”
“Yeah, yeah.”
She shot him another unidentifiable look and then walked out of the office, leaving him and Ginny alone. They listened to Bronte’s retreating footsteps, eyes locked on each other as the silence stretched between them, and when they couldn’t hear her anymore, Gavin was on his feet. Ginny took two steps into the office and reached behind her to close the door. When he heard it click shut, he stopped inches away from Ginny.
“Are you going to attack my mouth, Little Rhodes?”
“For that fucking nickname alone, I really should,” he mumbled.
“You really should.” Ginny tipped her head back and licked her lips. “Or, you could order us some food and we can talk about your event.”
He leaned forward, eyes on her delicious mouth, aching to slide his cock between those lips. “Is that really what you want to do?”
Ginny’s eyes darkened and Gavin swallowed back a groan at her expression. Her hand landed on his chest and he felt a quiver run through his body.
“You don’t want to know what I really want to do.”
He nodded slowly, one hand coming up to cup her jaw even though he told himself not to touch her. Sparks burst against the tips of his fingers at the contact and he let out a slow breath. It would be so easy to kiss her now, especially since she waslettinghim touch her. Ginny’s eyes stayed on his and Gavin stroked his thumb along her plump bottom lip and when she flicked her tongue out playfully, he almost gave into his desires.
“Food, right,” Gavin whispered and released Ginny, stepping back to grab his phone from the desk. He adjusted himself, huffing when Ginny chuckled, and quickly placed an order for pizza. “Open the door and let’s get down to work.”
CHAPTER13
Ginny should have knownthat after their moment in his office, she’d spend the night thinking about him. When he’d gripped her chin, Ginny felt the roughness of his fingers against her skin. As someone who used his hands constantly for work—washing animals, caring for them, and building stables—it would have surprised her if Gavin had soft hands. The scrape of the calluses against her jaw had surprised her. As had the spark that ran through her body.
Every time something happened in that office, her imagination took over and her horny body gave up the fight. When one filthy dream filled night turned into another, Ginny knew that she needed to take matters into her own hands. Somehow…some way, she needed to eject this man from her system
From the day she was able to pick her own clothes, Ginny had stopped dressing for other people. Between her mother and paternal grandmother, Ginny had very little say in what she wore until she was about twelve. The freedom to wear whatever she wanted, to tighten the belt of a dress or find something with a deep neck or even the shortest item in the store had been liberating.
For the rest of the week, Ginny chose her clothes with the intention of driving Gavin wild. He’d infiltrated her mind, so it only seemed fair that she return the favor. With the event just around the corner, they were working out of the shelter to finalize everything, and Ginny wanted to look her best. Every morning when she showed up at the shelter, Ginny would meet with Bronte to discuss what was on the agenda for the day all while pretending to not notice the feel of Gavin’s eyes raking over her body.
