“Is that what this is? Desire? And here I thought you were just horny.”

Dillan’s head fell back, his eyes closed. “It is most definitely that too. But only for you.”

“Really? No one else is going to touch you? Not even your little friend from the club?” I may have squeezed a little too tight when I thought of her draped all over him. 

Dillan jumped but didn’t move away. Instead, he made a mess all over himself. He cursed and sank against the wall. I removed my hand and wiped it on his shirt. 

Dillan grabbed my hand and pulled me in close. “Bunny is nothing but an employee. I’ve never touched her, or anyone that works for me. I swear to you.”

“That’s not what it looked like.”

“It was supposed to look like that. She is one of the few open for private rooms. When she needs to tell me something, she acts like she is coming onto me. It helps hide her purpose and sell herself to customers.”

I shook my head, looking away from him. “She wants you.”

Dillan cringed. “Yes. But she knows the answer already.” He put a finger to my cheek and turned me back to face him. “You are the one I want. No one else. I can promise you that.”

“I don’t want her even pretending.” 

He shrugged. “Done. No more. The only woman to touch me from now on, real or fake, will be you. Better?”

I bit my lip, trying not to smile and squeal like a lovesick teen, and nodded. “Yes.” My phone dinged, letting me know the Uber was waiting. “I have to go to work. I’m later than normal for a Monday. Stay for as long as you need to, in order to clean up the mess you just made.” I waved a finger up and down his front, pointing out his dirty clothes.

He chuckled and kissed me one more time before opening the door.

I grinned all the way to work, reliving that last talk over and over again. 

I grinned all the way up until I walked through the lobby doors.

Where the grin promptly slipped off my face. “Chris.” Oops.

“Hey, are you okay? You’re running a little late today.” He handed me the coffee. “It’s a bit cold now.”

“It’s fine. Thank you. And yeah, I’m fine, just had a long night and overslept.” 

He called the elevator then stepped back to stand with me. “You aren’t getting sick, are you? We don’t want you to overdo it.”

“I’m fine, really. Just have a lot going on right now.” We stepped into the blessedly full elevator, with those who had boarded up in the underground parking lot. Full elevators meant no more third-degree.

This time when he kissed me at my office, I flinched away. Less than an hour ago I was telling Dillan no woman could touch him if we were going to make a go of this, and here I had another guy kissing me. Chris frowned slightly at my flinch as he walked away. I felt bad. I went to lunch with him last week, where I gave signals that I might be open to trying something. Hell, I even let him hold my hand during lunch.

Now here I was, flinching!

Linda followed me to my office, closing the door behind her. She studied me as I moved around my office, preparing for the day.

She cursed softly. “You slept with someone and it sure as hell wasn’t Chris.”

“Say what now?” I asked stupidly, sitting down. My thighs were sore.