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After such a long day and an even longer night, by the time I reach my desk, I am almost dead. Last night’s sleep was really this morning’s sleep, and that was less than two hours. Anderson was a machine with no stop button. If I’d wanted to go again, he was ready, willing, and able. But I was a boneless mess by five in the morning, and he let me drift off in his arms.
It’s almost uncomfortable to admit to myself just how comfortable I was falling asleep in his arms.
I’m in my second meeting by the time I realize I haven’t eaten anything all morning. Between the champagne hangover and a total lack of food, not to mention all of the last twenty-four hours’ activities, it’s a wonder I can string two sentences together to discuss risk and tax shelters.
Not to mention that my head isn’t in the game. I keep flashing back to last night. From fear to rage to curiosity to denial, and finally, to the best sex of my life. There is no denying that part of things. Anderson West is an animal in the best way possible. The way he moved and kissed and touched, it all worked for me, and not only because it had been so long since I’d gotten laid. He is amazing at sex. A simple fact.
Funny how he’s paying me for it. I feel like I should have been the one paying for everything he did last night.
The thought makes me smile, but the smile fades fast. It’s a strange sort of feeling—knowing what I’d done. Conflicted doesn’t even begin to describe how I feel. I’m not sure if the conflict in my mind is more the hangover or the fact that I’d slept with Anderson West—my sworn enemy—or the fact that I’d sold my body. To Anderson West. Whatever the case, I am too foggy to be at work.
The whole situation feels messier than I like my drama, but focusing on what’s important will get me through the day. I hope. After another meeting, I check my emails and find one from my student loan servicer. Those numbers used to give me indigestion. Now, they seem small. If?—
“Oh my gosh,” Callie whispers behind me.
I spin around. “What?”
She giggles, looking at me. “Did you get any sleep last night?”
“For all intents and purposes, no. No, I did not.”
“For a good reason, I hope.”
Slowly, I nod as my cheeks burn. “And in three days, this,” I point to my loan email, “will be history.”
She eyes the page. “God, is that really the size of loan people take for law school?”
“And mine isn’t even all that bad. I had some scholarships and grants to help.”
“Damn.”
I nod. “Soon, last night will be in my rearview, and so will this place. You’ll still text me after I leave, right?”
“Of course, silly. Just because I won’t be able to see you here all the time doesn’t mean we’re not friends.”
“Wait, why are you here on a Saturday? You’re never here on the weekends.”
She laughs. “I had to know how it went, and you haven’t returned my texts.”
“Oh, shit.” I grab my phone and look. There’s a dozen from her. “I’m so sorry. I’m not really here right now?—"
“No worries, I promise. I was hoping good sex was the reason.”
“Not just good. Life altering.”
She giggles. “I’m so happy for you!”
And right now, so am I. “Three business days before the money hits … so, like, Wednesday at the latest?”
“I guess so. But considering everything, maybe wait until Thursday before worrying about it.”
Nodding, I wonder aloud, “And Daniel? Did he text you this morning?”
She smiles. “After he made sure three dozen roses showed up at my door.”
“Are you kidding me?” I’d once sent a dozen roses to my mom for Mother’s Day when I couldn’t be there, and it cost me damn near a car payment. Three for missing a date? Good god. “Wait, why three?”
“One dozen for every month he’s loved me.”
