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Chapter Three Sophia
"So, tell me," Izzy leaned forward in her seat. Her lips were already curled into a wicked grin. I was well aware of what she wanted to ask. "Has anything happened between you and that beefcake boss of yours yet?"
I ducked my head, blushing brightly. The memory of our time in his office flooded my mind. I didn't know what had come over me, but seeing him sitting there, in his sexy red suit and dark hair, had filled me with a fire I didn't even know I had.
A fire that burned in me every time I was close to him. And from the way he'd looked, his dark lust-filled eyes and shaky breaths, I knew the feeling was mutual.
"From the look on your face, I know something definitely happened." She slammed her hands on the table. "Tell me everything."
I took a bite of my waffles and chewed slowly, still avoiding eye contact. I shrugged as I ate. "There's nothing much to tell."
"You filthy liar. It's all over your face."
"I'm serious. It's just that I may or may not have flirted with him in his office the other day."
A squeal erupted from her throat and she giggled in triumph. "I knew you two would do it in his office!"
A few of the other occupants in the bistro gave us funny looks at Izzy's outburst. My blush deepened and I smiled at them apologetically.
"Can you scream any louder? I don't think the people on the other side of the world heard you."
Izzy pointed a finger at me with a serious face. "You know I can, so don't test me."
"Now, back to you and Alexander. I want all the deets."
I rolled my eyes. "No one says deets anymore."
"Stop trying to change the subject and tell me."
"There isn't much to tell. It wasn't anything serious. Nothing even really happened. We just teased each other a little bit." A sigh escaped me. "We didn't even get to do anything physical. Right as he was about to touch me, someone came knocking, and we had to stop."
I felt so disappointed. My skin had been alive with desire, and I could only imagine how he would have touched me. I could only imagine the ways he would have brought me over the edge.
Sadly, my imagination had to stay just that. I hadn't gotten laid in a while, and I would be lying if I said I wasn't basically desperate to get into bed with Alexander.
The only action I'd seen since the end of my relationship with Chris was from my own hands or my toys at home. It had been so long since someone else had given me an orgasm, and I longed for his hands on my body.
I wanted him on every inch of my skin. We hadn't had a private moment like that ever since. It seemed that whatever Peter from R&D had said to him was about to change things for the company.
He had been knee-deep in meetings, and I had been busy as well. Flirting and mind-blowing sex, it seemed, would have to wait.
"That sucks. It would have been explosive if he touched you. He definitely looks like he knows what he's doing in bed."
"I know, right?" I leaned back in my chair. My hair fell down my back and gently brushed my neck. I let out a defeated sigh. "It would have been incredible."
Izzy patted my hand sympathetically. "Don't worry about it. You guys work together. You see each other every day. You'll get plenty more opportunities to seduce him." She leaned on her elbows and groaned. "And at least you even have a prospective lay. I haven't been banged in so long, I'm pretty sure there are cobwebs in my vagina."
I scrunched my nose and tipped my head up slightly so I could glare at her. "Well, thanks for the visual, Isabella."
"You're very welcome."
I laughed and tossed my napkin at her. "You're too much Izzy."
"I'm serious." She gestured to me with her chin. "You'd have cobwebs too if you were me." She furrowed her brows. "Actually, I'm pretty sure you did have them before your hot new boss melted them away. You're so lucky. I wish I had such an attractive man to work with. Instead, all I have is Richard, the day drinker."
Izzy worked as an accountant in a nonprofit organization. Richard, her boss, always smelled suspiciously of old, stale beer. Even though Izzy had never actually seen liquor bottles in his office -she'd checked once- she was still pretty sure that he was knocking back a few during work hours.
She played with the ends of her dirty blonde hair. "It's so unfair."
