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He did up his pants before sliding his chair back carefully, then he reached down to lift her out from under the desk.
“No, don’t wanna,” she grumbled in her sleep.
He grinned and settled her on his lap so she was straddling his legs. She mumbled some more before settling in.
He ran his hand up and down her back. Part of him wished they could stay here like this forever.
She shifted around and he looked down to find she had her thumb in her mouth. He put everything back in her handbag and put it away. Then he reached into another drawer to pull out the pacifier he’d placed in there earlier.
Yeah, he might have ordered a few other things that he hadn’t shown her yet.
Carefully, he removed her thumb and replaced it with the pacifier. He noticed the small drool patch on his shirt and stifled a laugh.
Standing, he held her cradled in his arms as he carried her to his bedroom. He set her down on his side of the bed so he could pull the covers back for her. After putting her to bed, he stripped down to his boxers and used the bathroom before climbing in beside her.
She immediately rolled toward him, settling in against his chest. To his shock, her hand rooted around under the covers until it slid beneath his boxers to wrap around his dick.
Well, hell.
Seemed like he wasn’t getting much sleep tonight.
37
Cat woke to that familiar feeling weighing her down.
God, she hated days like this. Glum days. When the sun didn’t seem to shine and she felt like she was a hundred pounds heavier. When her limbs didn’t want to work and her energy levels were so low, they were nearly non-existent.
She’d reached burn-out. She wasn’t sure if it was true burn-out, but that’s what she called it. And now, she’d have to recharge. Usually, she’d hide out in a fort with Snuggly and Roger for company until she felt better.
But she couldn’t find the strength to build a fort.
She looked around. This wasn’t her room. It had to be Alejandro’s bedroom. She glanced down at herself. She was wearing his shirt. But no underwear.
Yikes.
She’d fallen asleep on his lap in his office. He must have carried her in here. And he’d gotten Snuggly and Roger for her.
That was nice. She hugged them tight.
Had all of that happened last night? Or was it a dream? Had he really said that he wanted her to be his?
For real?
She wrapped Snuggly around her fingers and put her thumb in her mouth to comfort herself. Cat wasn’t used to feeling so unsure and out of sorts. Yet, that’s all she’d felt lately.
I want to feel like myself again.
She should get up and search his bedroom. Maybe he kept something in here that wasn’t in his office.
Long shot, but possible.
However, she couldn’t get up. Instead, she grabbed his pillow and crawled farther under the covers to hide.
There was always safety in smaller spaces. She curled up.
There was so much she needed to do, but it was all so overwhelming. Perhaps it was time to come clean to her friends about where she really was.
And what was going on.
There was a noise and she stiffened.
“Cat? What are you doing?”
The covers moved and she squeaked. But he didn’t pull them off. Instead, he pulled up one end, peeking down at her.
“Oh, Preciosa.”
Shit. His voice was so tender that it almost hurt.
“Are you in pain? Sick?”
She shook her head.
“Don’t want to talk?”
Another shake.
He sat on the bed and patted his lap with his free hand. “Come sit with me.”
She wanted to, but that would involve moving and she wasn’t sure if she could do that right now.
“What if I promise that no one else will see you except me until you’re feeling more comfortable?”
Maybe.
“And I’ll get you a blanket. Will that help?”
Acceptable.
She slid up the bed and he helped her the rest of the way, sitting her on his lap. She curled up into a ball.
Standing, he carried her to the closet and pulled out a blue blanket.
It was soft. Cashmere. She sighed happily as he put it around her.
“That’s better, isn’t it? But we need to stop you from sucking your thumb. It’s not hygienic.”
He started patting the bed. What was he doing? He finally found something under her pillow.
Was that a pacifier?
She wasn’t sure how she felt about that, and she shied away as he reached for her thumb to pull it free.
“Uh-uh,” he warned. “Suck on your pacifier instead. It’s better for you.”
She let him slip her thumb out of her mouth before replacing it with the pacifier. It had a picture of a pirate on the front. Which was pretty cute.
But she still wasn’t sure she liked it.
She frowned up at him and he ran his finger along her forehead. “None of that, brat. You sucked on it all night.”
