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“Can I see you in my office for a moment?” Lance asked, knowing that the second he closed the door behind them the soundproofing he'd installed would minimize any werewolves listening in. So long as they kept their voices down, anything they said was between them.
Kayla didn't look entirely convinced and she glanced at Lewis again as if she thought he might begin to show an interest.
“There's no need to look so scared,” Lance said, forcing laughter in an attempt to act as he ordinarily would. “I just want to go over a couple of e-mails I need you to handle for me.”
The plausible excuse appeared to ease the tension in Kayla's shoulders. “Of course, sir. Lead the way.”
“After you,” Lance insisted, gesturing for her to go ahead.
As soon as she turned and stalked into his office, Lance wished he hadn't encouraged her ahead of him. The way she walked, how her hips swayed from side to side, was maddening. He had to bite his lip to stop from grabbing her buttocks right there and then.
Blinking his eyes shut, he remembered being inside her the night before, and his groin heated almost painfully.
“What e-mails do you need a hand with?” Kayla asked, skirting around his desk to power up his computer. Lance watched her, his eyes never leaving her as he kicked the door shut with his heel.
The clicking sound as it shut caused Kayla to straighten up where she had been leaning over his desk.
“Lance?” she looked at him questioningly, eyebrow raised.
“You and I both know I do not want to talk about e-mails,” Lance said, voice low. He narrowed his eyes at her and stalked across the room. “How are you really?”
He slipped around the desk and gripped hold of her upper arms, rubbing them gently when he felt just how cold she was.
Kayla gulped, and when she spoke there was a clear lump in her throat. “I've been better.”
“Stan hasn't been caught yet, but I promise you, he will be,” Lance said, looking her dead in the eye with the hopes it would make her believe him.
“I believe you,” Kayla said as if she had read his mind. “It's not really him I'm worried about.”
She blushed then and averted her gaze. Lance's insides twisted.
“Then what is the matter? I can tell something has you worried.”
Kayla's eyes met his again, a perplexed and perhaps slightly angry look in her eye. “You're kidding me, right?”
This time it was Lance's turn to gulp. He opened his mouth to speak, but before he could do so, Kayla snapped, “It's last night that has me worried. What…what happened between us…”
“Was totally natural,” Lance pointed out. “We're werewolves. Our sex drives are ten times stronger than a human's.”
Kayla pulled away from him then and turned herself away from him completely. “That doesn't make it any better, Lance.”
Bile bit the back of his throat. The thought that she regretted their lovemaking made him feel sick.
“Do you regret it?” Lance asked, biting the inside of his lip to stop from saying any more.
Kayla turned on him then, her eyes ablaze. “Of course I don't!”
A mixture of anger and embarrassment plastered her face and Lance had to bite back laughter.
“And that is exactly the problem!” she continued. Her words hit Lance in the gut and made him instinctively close the distance between them.
Reaching out, he laid his palms upon her cheeks and pulled her close until their noses were almost brushing.
“If you do not regret it, then what is the problem?”
Deep down he knew what she was saying, and he had to agree, but all he could think about was how good she smelled, how sexy she looked, how even the sound of her voice enticed him and awakened his cock.
Everything about her was driving him insane, and he feared that if he did not take her right then and there, he might never find his sanity again.
