Page 4 of Work Me


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“Leave you how?” I try to sound coy, but really I’m trembling. Panting even. Beyond nervous.

“You can’t kiss me and leave me.”

“I didn’t kiss…” He stops me with another kiss, his tongue sliding slowly over mine once before pulling away.

He’s muddling my brain. Even for someone who prides herself on self-control… Well, maybe not self-control. But I do pretend to know what I’m doing very well. Right now, with him so close and his taste still in my mouth, I’m reduced to nothing but a primal mess. “I… We… Me…” He leans in for yet another kiss.

“What’s your name? I have to see you again,” he breathes.

I don’t tell him my name, simply because I can’t remember it right now. Instead, I dumbly reach into my little clutch and pull out a business card.

He looks down into the white card, a strange expression crossing his face so fast I’m not sure I really saw it. Then his lips pull up at the corners, his eyes sparkling in a way that makes me feel like he has something over me. It snaps me out of whatever haze he’s put me in, and I go to snatch my card back, but he’s too quick for me, and it’s far from my grasp.

“Cat. I like that. I’ll be seeing you soon.”

“Don’t count on that. I told you I don’t hook up with children,” I snap at him.

He leans in like he’s going to kiss me, and damn me if I don’t pucker up. But before his lips touch mine, he smiles a knowing sort of smile, and whispers, “I’m no child, kitty cat. But you keep telling yourself that. I’m going to enjoy proving you wrong.”

I remain standing there stupefied after he leaves. What the hell just happened? It’s not until the employee comes out and mocks, “Date ended so soon?” that I snap out of it.

“It wasn’t a date. Matter of fact, I don’t even know his name,” I tell him and immediately regret it when I see the confused look on his face. I spin on my heel and walk away before he can say anything more about it.

A quick glance at the empty table tells me the guy has left. Sheridan looks impatient as I reach her and she practically growls at me. “Where were you?”

“What?”

“You’ve been gone for like fifteen minutes,” she complains.

“Oh, sorry.” Grinning from ear to ear, I can feel my own bedevilment on my face. “I was making out with someone.”

“What!” Sheridan cries, then asks conspiratorially. “Who? Wait, don’t tell me. That cute guy from the table over there.”

“Yeah, how’d you know?”

She rolls her eyes. “Please, you two were so obvious. So, was he good?”

“Oh my god, Sher, he was so hot he nearly singed my hair off. I don’t think I’ve ever been so turned on from a kiss.”

“Who is he? What’s his name?”

My eyes widen and I mumble. “I didn’t get it.”

“Say again,” she says, shelling her hand over her ear to hear me better. Overacting in my opinion.

“You heard me.”

“So you just made out with the guy and didn’t even get his name?” Sheridan asks.

“If it makes you feel better I did give him a business card,” I say.

“Well at least he can get in touch with you.”

“I highly doubt I’ll be seeing him again.” I shake my head and pick at a little groove on the table.

“The way he’s been watching you all night, and after your hallway make out, he’s probably going to want to finish what he started.” Sheridan takes a little sip of her wine, eyeing me over the rim of the glass.

I wave the thought away. “It doesn’t matter. I’m not going to answer if he calls. He’s just a kid.”

“He didn’t look that young to me.”

“Even so, I’m not interested in him.” That’s only partially true. I’m definitely interested in him physically, just not the complications that come from being too attracted to someone.

Sher raises her shoulders. “If you say so, kitten.”

“I do say.”

Nope. I will definitely not be answering that call. Fun though it may have been, all that I’ll ever get from that guy was a few hotter than hell kisses and a good story for a girls’ night.

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