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“I love that you’re finally realizing that.” She’d had an arsenal of bad jokes yesterday that she’d come across on the flight home. It was hard to believe, but they were even worse than the ones she usually picked.
She slid her hands up my arms to curl around my neck. Her tits were right in front of my face, tempting me. The little shimmy she did told me she knew exactly what she was doing. “Hazel,” I rasped as my dick sprang to attention, loving the direction this was going. Thank God we had this floor to ourselves since she hadn’t shut my office door behind her.
Her fingertips rubbed up and down my neck.
The feathery sensation was at once relaxing and fucking sexy as I imagined her hands on other places of my body. I needed to pull myself together. “Sunshine, I want you to buy something special. Something you love,” he replied.
“And you can’t give me a teensy tiny clue?”
“Not if I want to keep it a surprise.” Her fingers were like magic. With each swipe, I wanted to confess what was happening tonight more and more.
She harrumphed. “This had better be good. You know how I feel about surprises.”
“I do. And you’ll love this one. I’ll be gone this afternoon too. Can you message the staff that we’ll be unavailable?”
“Sure. Where are you going?” She slid onto my lap, never once stopping her ministrations.
I groaned and dropped my head down, letting my chin hit my chest. “The long-term storage unit called. They can fit me in this morning.” After I paid a hefty fee to get the owners there on such short notice.
“That’s a good thing, right?” Her voice sounded hesitant.
“It is,” I reassured her, knowing she was likely picking up on my pensive feelings.
“Then why don’t you sound happy about it?”
I lifted my head and tried to describe what had been eating at me. The guilt that I’d let my father down was a crushing weight against my chest. “I’ve been searching for answers for such a long time. What if they were right under my nose all along, buried in a storage unit I’ve had for twenty years? I could have found justice for my father… ”
“Oh, Jareth.” Her voice dropped so low her whisper was almost hard to hear. She ran her fingers up to the back of my head, massaging away the tension brewing. “I know it’s easy for me to tell you not to dwell on the past and I don’t want to minimize what’s happened, but the reality is you don’t know what you’ll find there.”
“You’re right. It might be nothing.” I closed my eyes knowing the failure etched into my soul was shining like a beacon across my face. “There was no way to know I had anything before I found the key.” I’d never doubted myself before.
“Maybe your dad felt it was time for you to find out the truth and that’s why he led you to the key.”
I forced my lids open and gave her a half-smile. My beautiful little optimist. “Perhaps.”
“Do you want me to go with you?” Her hands left my head to once again loop around my neck.
“No, stay here. Jess will pick you up soon.” I placed a light kiss on her lips. “And I need to get going so I can get home and be ready for tonight too. Be ready by 6:30.”
She slid off my lap, and we headed to the door.
I pulled on my coat. “And no pressing Jess for details.”
Her guilty expression told me the minute she got to her desk that was exactly what she had planned to do. I pulled her to me once again and buried my nose in the curve of her neck. The familiar scent of honeysuckle soothed the beast pacing inside me—the one demanding answers and was sure this key was significant.
“Call me if you need me,” She said softly in my ear.
I nodded. Reluctantly, I released Hazel and returned the smile she gave me. “I’ll see you tonight when I pick you up.”
I wiped a sweaty hand across my brow no doubt leaving behind a streak of dust. This place hadn’t been touched in years and it showed. I’d been digging through this mess for the past few hours and needed to leave soon if I was going to make it to The Wooden Nickel on time.
With a sigh I checked my watch and then double-tapped my Airpods. “Call Jess.”
“What are you doing calling me? Shouldn’t you be getting ready?”
“A slight change in plans. Can you pick Hazel up? I’m running behind.”
“Do not tell me you’re not going to make it,” she hissed into the phone. “I will cut off your balls and your dick and feed them to my cat.”
