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I lean on the edge of the desk. “Not a bad idea.”
“It would require more work and probably be the most complicated part of the program apart from actually instituting the subject-specific programs, but –”
“No, you’re right, I think it’s worthwhile.”
Kira smiles. “Really?”
“Yeah, I trust your judgment. Just tell me the timeline and we’ll make it happen.”
She giggles and leans back in her chair. “Orlie Wynters, who knew you were such a softy.”
“I’m not a softy.”
“Yeah, you are. I should have fucked you ages ago to get my way, huh?”
My jaw drops, frozen in a surprised smile. “Sometimes, the things you say, Kira…”
“I’m kidding, I’m kidding.”
“Oh, no, please don’t kid. I love it.”
Our eyes meet for a moment. Two moments. Three moments. Too long. I rip my gaze away first. It’s fun to tease and play, however, the domestic and working elements of this trip sort of cloud my judgment when it comes to her.
It’s easy to be around Kira. Easier than I’ve ever let it be. And that terrifies me.
“Um. Keep up the good work, alright?” I say and push myself up from the desk.
“You got it, boss.”
That goes right to my dick; I disappear into the bathroom to deal with that one on my own.
Kira is curledup into my chest as a movie plays on the television. I’m not sure what she’s chosen to watch. Some romcom with Meg Ryan. I can never tell them apart. Doesn’t matter. Anything could be on. As long as I’m here with her, it doesn’t matter.
Her hand rests on my belly which is full after a delicious, indulgent meal: salmon, asparagus, garlic whipped potatoes, all complemented by a zingy white wine. I resist the urge to grab her hand and let my fingers tangle with hers.
“I wish I had hair like Meg Ryan,” she remarks with a heavy sigh.
I chuckle and push some hair out of her face. “I like your hair just the way it is.”
Kira’s eyes flutter shut. “You’re sweet.”
“Just telling the truth.”
“Sure.” She doesn’t open her eyes again.
We could fall asleep like this, sure. But I’m antsy. Not ready to go to bed.
We’ve had sex every night for a week. I’m almost scared to break the cycle. What if the second we stop, she realizes that we shouldn’t be doing this or she changes her mind? I know I would be a total wreck if she cut me off early.
“Kira.”
“Hm.”
“Wake up.”
“Why?” she asks, pushing her face into my chest.
“Let’s do something.”
