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He scoffs and pushes his glasses up on his nose. I squirm because I’ve recently realized that watching him fiddle with them turns me on. “When am I a dick to anyone?”
I cock an eyebrow at him. “You are not a dick to me, I’ll give you that, but I also know you’re going to be annoyed and you’re not particularly fond of this person.”
“I knew it was that fucker Liam.”
“Then why did you ask!”
He scowls and moves me in his lap so I’m straddling him. “He fucking wants you and it irritates me and you know what? He’s got a lot of nerve because he’s fucked half the women in sales.”
I gasp and then giggle, “Why, Wesley Beckham, are you engaging in office gossip?”
“No, but I hear things too.”
I press my hands to his chest and let my lips hover over his. “I trust you. I’m sorry if what I said earlier made you feel like I didn’t.”
He leans forward and rubs his nose against mine. “I just don’t want you getting all worked up over anything oranyone. I wantyou,Raegan. I’ve wanted you for months and now that I have a chance with you, I’m not going to fuck it up. Yes, I have a past but I’m an open book about it. I’ll always be one hundred percent honest with you regarding all of it.”
The dinner last night might have been one of the best meals I’ve ever had. Wes knew exactly how to order and did so for me in the way men do that’s sexy and not chauvinistic. Coupled with the company made it one of the best dates of my life. We’d gone back to the room and he’d fucked me almost frantically like he was trying to get three days’ worth of sex into one night even though I knew this wouldn’t be the last time while we were here.
The jarring sound of my alarm breaks me from the most delicious dream of Wes and I on a beach drinking margaritas. I rub my forehead wishing I hadn’t had another whiskey when we got back to the room last night because I have a slight headache. I reach blindly for my phone, turning it off before reaching for Wes, surprised that I don’t feel his arms around me. I frown when I’m met with sheets and then I hear him talking and I realize he may be on a call. It’s only eight-thirty so I grab one of the long fluffy robes and make my way into the living area where I hear him talking. I stop in my tracks when I see Chris sitting on the couch completely dressed down in sweats and a backwards hat, and I thank every god there is that I decided to put a robe on because I contemplated walking out here naked.
Both of their eyes flit to me and Chris raises an eyebrow at me before turning back to Wes. “Didn’t realize you had a sleepover.” He smirks as he looks me over.
“I will absolutely rip your eyes from your head.” He growls at him before he moves towards me. “Hey, beautiful.” He cups my face and presses his lips to mine gently. “How did you sleep?”
“Good. I’m sorry, I thought you were out here alone,” I whisper. “Good thing I didn’t come out here naked.” I chuckle.
I start to move back towards my room when I hear Chris’ voice. “Wait wait!”
“What Chris?” Wes asks, his tone bored and laced with annoyance.
We stop walking and he makes his way towards us. “I wanted to introduce myself.” He smiles and I frown before laughing nervously.
“Well, ummm…I think we’ve met,” I joke and he shakes his head.
“Sure, we’ve met professionally, but now you’re the woman that’s got my buddy more sprung than I’ve seen him in the twenty years I’ve known him.” He holds out his hand. “Call me Chris.” I shake his hand and he squeezes mine. “Maybe not at the office though.”
“Noted.” I giggle and I look up at Wes wondering if he’s going to be pissed that Chris said all of that.
“Alright, I’ll see you guys downstairs for the welcome meeting,” Chris says as he makes his way out of the suite.
“I’m sorry about that, we had some things to talk about.”
“Why are you apologizing? It’s almost as if we’re here for work or something,” I joke as he follows me back into the bedroom.
“Because I wanted to wake you up with my mouth on your pussy.”
“I can safely say my pussy is tired.”
“Even for a kiss?” He raises his eyebrow at me and I shake my head.
“Yes, even for a kiss. Do you know how many orgasms you gave me last night?” I joke as I slide my robe off and move towards the bathroom.
“I lost count after five.” He follows me into the bathroom and pulls his t-shirt off over his head. “And you’re acting like you want more.” He lets his eyes move over me hungrily.
“I need to shower!”
“Can I join you?”
