of his neck as he pressed forward and ground himself against her.
"That’s beside the point. You should have been here with me." He sucked her earlobe into his mouth and grunted softly as he gripped her ass and ran his fingers along the thick crease of her blue jeans, teasing her.
"You're right. I have too much going on." She gripped his face in her hands as he rocked her against the door again. "Maybe I should quit my master’s program."
"Is that a possibility?" He was a bastard for asking.
"No, asshole." She ran her fingers through his hair as someone knocked on the door behind them, causing Beth to yelp.
"Just me, boss." Linda. "Your meeting is in fifteen minutes. You said to give you a head's up."
"Right. Thank you, Linda." He studied Bethany's face, memorizing the soft smile lines at the side of her mouth and the way her long eyelashes brushed by her skin, taunting him to dive in deeper with her.
"I hate you for making me want you like this." She brushed her nose by his neck and moved up to kiss him softly again before sliding down the front of his body. "What are your plans tonight?"
"I don't know yet. Nothing turns out like it should here." He moved back and brushed the back of his finger past her budded nipple. "You're not going into this meeting in jeans and a t-shirt."
"It's all I have with me." She lifted her eyebrow as if to challenge him.
"Then go back to class. You need to get your calendar lined up with Linda's, Bethany. It's the best way to make sure you don't miss something important again. Being an intern doesn't give you endless mulligans, and as I've said before, we're looking at moving you up quickly. You're family. You need to run ahead of the group."
The look on her pretty face said she didn't much appreciate his coaching.
"Right. I swear I have no idea what you've done with my fiancé, but when you find him, tell him to call me. I need to work out a lot of untapped aggression, and he's the only one I'm allowed to get naked with." She turned her back to him as he reached out and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her back. He cupped her mound with one hand and her throat with the other.
"Come out to my place tonight. Ten, and don't be late."
"No. I'm not interested in your bullshit." She pulled forward, but he hung on tightly.
"What do you want from me? I'm your boss here, and you need to step it up."
She glanced over her shoulder before pulling back from him. "I'm your woman no matter where we are, or what stupid trinket I'm allowed to wear or not wear, and as your woman, I'm telling you to step it up and stop being an ass. I don't need more drama in my life. Where is the guy I fell in love with? Is he tucked back inside your finest three-piece suit?"
"No clue what you're talking about." He could almost feel the blinders coming down and locking into place deep inside of him. "Ten o'clock tonight."
"Don't hold your breath." She walked out without another word. Her willingness to stand up to him and deny him only made him want her all the more.
It was a sick and twisted game seeing that she already belonged to him, or did she?
Chapter 8
Bethany
It was a stupid decision to make, but after working with Kendal on Thursday, she finally caved and decided that a late lunch with Philip wouldn't hurt. Damon was still being an ass over things that were completely out of her control, and she was learning to leave him to himself when he was in one of his shitty moods. It still stung like a bitch, but she had a ring that said that no matter what happened while they were on their way to the altar, the plan was still to go.
"Hey." Philip stood and moved around to offer her a friendly hug. His hair was back to being the length it was when they first met, before Damon had him cut it off. He looked good, almost too good. Broad shoulders and tanned skin, the man was every bit of California, and yet he was from Down Under. His accent left her heart fluttering, though it was nothing
"That’s beside the point. You should have been here with me." He sucked her earlobe into his mouth and grunted softly as he gripped her ass and ran his fingers along the thick crease of her blue jeans, teasing her.
"You're right. I have too much going on." She gripped his face in her hands as he rocked her against the door again. "Maybe I should quit my master’s program."
"Is that a possibility?" He was a bastard for asking.
"No, asshole." She ran her fingers through his hair as someone knocked on the door behind them, causing Beth to yelp.
"Just me, boss." Linda. "Your meeting is in fifteen minutes. You said to give you a head's up."
"Right. Thank you, Linda." He studied Bethany's face, memorizing the soft smile lines at the side of her mouth and the way her long eyelashes brushed by her skin, taunting him to dive in deeper with her.
"I hate you for making me want you like this." She brushed her nose by his neck and moved up to kiss him softly again before sliding down the front of his body. "What are your plans tonight?"
"I don't know yet. Nothing turns out like it should here." He moved back and brushed the back of his finger past her budded nipple. "You're not going into this meeting in jeans and a t-shirt."
"It's all I have with me." She lifted her eyebrow as if to challenge him.
"Then go back to class. You need to get your calendar lined up with Linda's, Bethany. It's the best way to make sure you don't miss something important again. Being an intern doesn't give you endless mulligans, and as I've said before, we're looking at moving you up quickly. You're family. You need to run ahead of the group."
The look on her pretty face said she didn't much appreciate his coaching.
"Right. I swear I have no idea what you've done with my fiancé, but when you find him, tell him to call me. I need to work out a lot of untapped aggression, and he's the only one I'm allowed to get naked with." She turned her back to him as he reached out and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her back. He cupped her mound with one hand and her throat with the other.
"Come out to my place tonight. Ten, and don't be late."
"No. I'm not interested in your bullshit." She pulled forward, but he hung on tightly.
"What do you want from me? I'm your boss here, and you need to step it up."
She glanced over her shoulder before pulling back from him. "I'm your woman no matter where we are, or what stupid trinket I'm allowed to wear or not wear, and as your woman, I'm telling you to step it up and stop being an ass. I don't need more drama in my life. Where is the guy I fell in love with? Is he tucked back inside your finest three-piece suit?"
"No clue what you're talking about." He could almost feel the blinders coming down and locking into place deep inside of him. "Ten o'clock tonight."
"Don't hold your breath." She walked out without another word. Her willingness to stand up to him and deny him only made him want her all the more.
It was a sick and twisted game seeing that she already belonged to him, or did she?
Chapter 8
Bethany
It was a stupid decision to make, but after working with Kendal on Thursday, she finally caved and decided that a late lunch with Philip wouldn't hurt. Damon was still being an ass over things that were completely out of her control, and she was learning to leave him to himself when he was in one of his shitty moods. It still stung like a bitch, but she had a ring that said that no matter what happened while they were on their way to the altar, the plan was still to go.
"Hey." Philip stood and moved around to offer her a friendly hug. His hair was back to being the length it was when they first met, before Damon had him cut it off. He looked good, almost too good. Broad shoulders and tanned skin, the man was every bit of California, and yet he was from Down Under. His accent left her heart fluttering, though it was nothing
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