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Still haven’t called him though. I haven’t had the stomach for it.

“Hello, Mr. Winslow,” I say and smooth my hand down my tie.

Everly moves to the small desk in the corner of my office and sets his bag down, pulling his phone out and staring at the screen.

He didn’t even bring me coffee. Not that he should. It’s terrible for my blood sugar. But still, it’s very thoughtless on his part.

“How are you?” I ask, and he shrugs, his thumb swiping across the screen. Probably on some dating app. Probably has a long line of people he’s sleeping with now.

My dick perks up at the thought of Everly in bed, completely naked and bouncing on my dick.

Good God. I shouldn’t have gone into Everly-celibacy cold turkey. Not jacking off at all was a mistake. I need some relief, especially when he smells so damn good. Is that cologne or just some kind of soap he uses? His deodorant?

Whatever it is, it’s making me horny.

“I don’t read body language,” I grumble. “Words are preferable.”

His eyes peek up at me and then slash back to his screen. “I’m fine. Been busy with…Garrett. Doing some beach cleanups. You know, saving planet Earth.”

My jaw pops from clenching tightly. Of course he’s been busy with jock-man. Of course not only is he athletic, but he’s apparently Captain Planet as well. That fucker.

“Is Garrett that jock who was all over you the other day?” I ask, even though I mean every day. That man is all up in Everly’s business.

“Yeah.”

Everly shifts in his seat and opens his mouth to say something else but a line of students starts to filter into my office, and we get to work. It’s endless until my office hours are over, and I only have time to glance over at Everly every five minutes. But every time I do, he doesn’t even look my way. I bet he’s forgotten I exist. I would forget I exist too if I had a beefy Garrett all up on me.

Speaking of the big man, he shows up at the end of office hours and strides over to Everly in my office and nuzzles up against him, making my entire body stiffen in anger. Honestly, they really should get a room.

If they start kissing in front of me, I will flip the table over.

But before they can start, Everly pulls away and then grabs his bag.

“You ready to go, babe?” Garrett says, and I find myself frowning when his hand goes down and grabs Everly’s ass. I’m pretty sure my face is going to stick like this if I keep this up.

“Can you keep your hands to yourself?” I grind out when he doesn’t let go of Everly’s butt.

Garrett chuckles and removes his fingers from Everly. “Yeah, sorry about that. It’s just a hot ass.”

It is.

Everly laughs loudly and shoves at Garrett. “Stop it.”

“Come on, babe. I want to touch it,” Garrett whines, and my nostrils flare.

“Take that outside,” I grumble, and Everly glances at me and…was that a wink he just threw my way? I’m going to fire him.

How inconsiderate. Is he mocking me? Showing me what I’m missing? Because I already know what I’m missing.

Him.

I’m missing him.

The two of them disappear from sight, and I sink down in my chair, running a hand over my face. I need to get a grip.

Suddenly, in this moment, a date with LoveJoy sounds like a great plan. He will help me forget all about Everly.

Chapter Nine

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