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My temper flares. “Yes, very much so.”

“Well, I’m not surprised. You have women falling all over themselves wherever you go. I guess you just attract all the wrong types of women, Mr. Bentley.”

I don’t like how she says my name like that. It sounds a whole lot different to the way she screams it when I’m fucking her and making her come… but that’s irrelevant right now.

“Not always.”

She rounds her desk and sits down.

“May I?” I indicate to the chair in front of her, seeming she’s not inviting me to sit, but she nods. “Tell me why you’re so pissed off, Ariana. For a woman who says she doesn’t care, it seems like you’re quite interested in my love life.”

“I’m not interested. After all, it’s been almost two weeks. Variety is the spice of life, or so they say.”

I try not to see red, but I get it.

I’ve not dealt with a jealous woman for some time, but it all comes flooding back to me now.

I don’t like that she’s pissed, but I do like that she doesn’t want to see me with another woman. Just as I don’t want to see her with another man. The thought makes me want to smash someone’s face in.

“That isn’t fair.”

“Did you sleep with her?” she blurts out.

I can’t believe she’s asked me that.

I look her in the eye. “Yes, but it was over six months ago.”

She looks for any sign that I’m lying, then satisfied, she leans back in her chair. “I’ve no claim over you, so it doesn’t matter anyway.”

“It does matter if you’re asking me,” I say. “I’ve wanted to come to you, Ariana… I’ve been watching you since you got back from vacation.”

Her eyes flick to mine, and I know it sounds a little creepy, but I just wanted to get a look at her.

“What do you mean?”

I sigh, unsure if I should let her in on it, but I’ve nothing to lose at this point. “I’ve been at the café since your first day back at work. I watched you go into your building each morning…” Fuck. It does sound stalkery.

She regards me with a frown, one that I probably deserve. “You’ve been watching me?” she repeats, trying the words out slowly.

“Yes. But it’s not what you think. I wanted to talk to you, but I didn’t want to complicate things. Then I got called away for work, and I thought that would cure me. But it didn’t, Ariana. I don’t know what the fuck is wrong with me. I tried to stay away, believe me, I have tried, I just…” I glance up at her as she watches me, her expression guarded. “I can’t stop thinking about you.”

I’ve no idea if she’s going to relent, or whether she’s going to kick me out on my ass. The only thing I do know is that it’s been a long couple of weeks.

“Lukas…”

“Tell me that you don’t feel the same way,” I interrupt. “Look me in the eye and tell me.”

There’s a chance, albeit a slim one, that she may not.

Her eyes betray her. “I’ve…” I wait with bated breath. “I admit I have missed you,” she says eventually. I don’t know why she’s so coy and shy with me. I’ve seen her from every which angle, so now isn’t the time to play hard to get.I need to know how she really feels.

“I feel abutcoming on?”

She sighs. She knows she can’t hide from me.

“I thought when I was in Mexico that that’s all this was; just a great vacation with a hot man and awesome sex, but as it turns out, I ended up…” she pauses.

I arch a brow, not wanting to interrupt her.

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