Page 872 of Deep Pockets


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“You walked past my office as if we were strangers. We’re not. We haven’t had a chance to talk. I haven’t even had a chance to apologize.”

“Well…don’t.”

“Don’t?” he asked, his brows furrowing.

“Don’t apologize. What do you have to apologize for?”

“Let me start a list,” he said with a half-grin.

“Your wife showed up, and that was that, Landon,” I told him with a one-shoulder shrug.

“That is not what happened.”

I shook my head and leaned against the back of the elevator. I didn’t want to hear this. I didn’t want him to do this right now. I prayed that someone would come and interrupt us, but I wasn’t that lucky.

“Just don’t, okay?”

The elevator started dinging because Landon had been holding the doors open for so long. He did the unthinkable and stepped into the elevator with me. The doors closed noisily behind him, enclosing us together.

“What are you doing?” I whispered, my voice soft and breathy.

“Having that talk.”

He walked forward until only mere inches were between us. I was cursing and also silently thanking Wright Construction for having slow elevators. Because, the last time I had been this close to him, we’d made out. And, suddenly, I couldn’t get that thought out of my head. I knew I wanted it again. I could tell that he did.

Just because we had a connection didn’t mean we should act on it.

“This is not a good idea,” I muttered.

I should have said something more along the lines of, Get the fuck away from me, but my brain was not listening.

“Everything about you is a good idea, Heidi.”

“You are my boss.”

“Yeah, I am.”

“My job is too important to me. I can’t…I don’t want to do this.”

“Your job isn’t in jeopardy.”

“It is if you kiss me.”

He smiled that brilliant smile. My knees were wobbly. I could tell he liked that I was thinking about kissing him. I mentally kicked myself for bringing it up. But, with him this close, it was getting hard to think properly.

“Next time I kiss you, it will be because you’re asking me to, Heidi.”

“That’s not going to happen,” I assured him.

He grinned at me, as if he didn’t believe me. Right now…I didn’t believe me either.

“Can I see you later?”

“No,” I whispered.

“Heidi, come on. Give me a chance.”

“I mean, no…I have a date,” I said as the elevator reached the bottom floor, and the doors dinged open.

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