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Blinking, I asked, "Did you just remember you had another shirt?"
He gave me a grin. "Of course not. But if I’d just given you this one, you wouldn't have ogled me like you wanted to jump my bones, would you?"
Heat flooded me. Jerk!
nine
Aaron
Sweet baby Jesus.
It’d taken all my strength to stop myself from ripping her bra off and latching onto one full tit. Was it normal that I hadn't been able to think about anything else since last night?
I had been right about Felicity being interesting. Underneath all that calm exterior was a woman chasing freedom. The crazy part was I wasn't sure she knew that. When I'd touched her hardened nipple yesterday, her eyes shone with a fire that could only be associated with complete abandon. As though she'd wanted to close her eyes, spread her wings, and fall, but had been somewhat weary if anyone would catch her.
At that moment, I guess, weary if I would catch her.
And fuck it, I would have, without thinking twice. I had no idea what it was about Felicity that had drawn me in. But I did know that whatever it was, I wanted to explore it. And that was saying something because I usually didn't stay interested in women for too long.
Take Jade, for example.
She'd thrown herself at me during the time I started getting publicity for Happy Bird, and while I'd known she only wanted the thrill of being called my girl, it didn't stop me from fucking her. Okay, fine, it was more than that. We dated for a few months. But I'd long since begun to tire of her, and if we didn’t work at the same company, she wouldn’t have heard from me again.
Jade truly was a pain in the ass.
Getting rid of her had been hard enough. The woman was fucking persistent to a fault. But so was I. When she'd warned every female at work whom she thought was pretty to steer clear of me because I was “hers,” I hadn't objected. Mostly because I wasn't interested in them, and Jade had unknowingly saved me the trouble.
But last night with Felicity, I saw a side of her that I'd thought was done with. Jade's jealousy was the most annoying trait she had, and all that negative energy had been focused on Felicity, who, judging from the look on her face, hadn’t had the slightest idea of what was happening.
While there was a need to protect her from Jade, I also knew Felicity could stand her ground. Her choosing to avoid confrontation was not a weakness; she was merely preserving her mental health. I noticed it when she mentioned her father.
Ever since the toy incident, Felicity had been stylishly avoiding AaRogue, my online persona. It was certainly amusing, considering I was sure she'd enjoyed it. Avoiding me was her way of feeling less guilty about giving herself pleasure because it was easier to blame someone else.
Not for the first time, I wondered if I should tell her I was AaRogue. I felt dishonest, knowing she had opened up a part of herself to me while believing I was someone else, especially since I'd figured out she was this way because something bad happened.
From her reaction to my compliment some days ago, I'd deduced that someone had made her feel less than adequate, and something told me it was a man. Anger had coursed through my veins violently, and it was then that I felt it for the first time: possessiveness. In that moment, I wanted to slay all her demons.
Regardless, being close to Felicity was bad for both my health and my cock. But I hadn't the slightest inclination to stay away. If anything, I wanted her now more than ever.
The sound of my door opening dragged me out of my reverie. I saw Jeff casually strutting into my office like it was his.
"Come in," I deadpanned, giving him a look.
He responded with a cheeky smile, showcasing the dimples that hollowed his cheeks and made him look childlike. "How's it going, Pegg? I'm eager to see what you and Miss Wiley have come up with."
I smacked my lips. "Nothing serious enough to be sent in, that's for sure. We're still brainstorming."
Jeff helped himself to a seat in front of me. "I bring bad news."
Puffing out a breath, I held his gaze. Nothing could be worse than a time constraint of five months for such a huge project. We were pressed for time as it was, and development hadn't even started, not to mention sound.
"It can't be worse than the five-month window,” I said, “so let's have it."
Jeff's lips stretched in a humorless smile. "Four months."
"The fuck?"
My director held his hands up. "Don't shoot the messenger. The higher-ups are demanding an expedition since they want the game to go public before Christmas, and my hands are tied. I know what you're going to say. It's absolute bullshit, and I am in complete agreement, but truly, it's beyond my control."
