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She takes a little too long to respond. “I should be.”
“But you’re not and that makes you mad, doesn’t it?” I spread my hands. “If you wanted me to get Carlos in to sweeten the deal, all you had to do was say the word.”
“You need Carlos to close your deals, is that it?” She smiles like an arctic winter at me. “Is that why she left so quickly?”
“Is this about me? Or Hendrick?”
MG doesn’t respond and it riles me to no end.
I’m so close to throwing her on the table and fucking her in front of the entire bar. But even I’m not going that far. So I get up and dump money on the tablecloth.
“Up.”
“Jac—”
“I fucking said up. Do it now.” I lean into her. “Don’t fucking make me haul you out or throw you over my fucking shoulder. Because I think you know me well enough by now to know I don’t exactly have any shame. Move.”
“And you should know me well enough to know I don’t respond to orders.”
I give her my filthiest, sleaziest smile. “You do in the right context. Fucking move, MG.” I pause. “Or I won’t share with you why I met up with Bianca tonight. Other than that blowjob.”
Her head jerks up, and she’s half on her feet. Then she reaches up and grips the top of my tie, dragging me up against her. I don’t believe anyone outside fucking Hendrick’s had the balls to lay hands on me in such a way.
MG’s aggressive move’s a fucking turn on in all the ways that matter. Which is all of them.
“You better make this good.” Then she turns and stalks out, leaving me to follow.
We reach my car at the exact same time.
I open the door and push her in, and I give my driver instructions to take us home.
There are so many things I want to do and say to her, but I take a moment.
“I should fucking punish you, MG.”
She laughs bitterly. “For what? Calling you out on your general bullshit and self-adoration? Your sleaze?”
“You fucking love my sleaze. In fact, I think you might love everything about me.”
MG doesn’t say a word, but if she was a cat, her bouncing foot as she sits cross legged and all closed up would be her swishing, angry tail.
“You’re delusional,” she finally says.
“I should fucking put you over my knee and whip you with my belt. I should fuck you to an inch of your life.”
She glares, shifts a little away from me. “Maybe I’m not going to let you touch me ever again.”
I open my mouth and then I shut it. I don’t believe her but…what if she means it? Fuck.
“It was just a game.”
“Just?” she asks.
“Yes!” I take a breath, smooth my hands over my trousers, and wish I’d thought to take that bottle she bought with my money with us. The limo has a small bar, but I’m not feeling like opening it, pouring a drink. I just—Fuck.
“A game, MG. I just wanted to play and up your experience. I don’t know. We were alone, though.”
She nods. “And that makes it better?”
