Page 101 of Love Bites

Blair grimaced. “If she realizes he’s doing that, she’s going to push back.”

“Then maybe she’ll be able to break him out of his funk.”

“Or maybe he’ll break her heart.”

I lifted a shoulder. “Either way, it’s their decision to make.”

“I guess. I just don’t like knowing she could end up hurting and there’s nothing I can do to prevent it. But she made her choice.”

“Just as you made yours, when you walked in here and satacrossfrom me, like you aren’tmyqueen.” I stood, stepping up to her so our chests nearly brushed.

“I wasn’t going to sit across from my sister like I was in charge,” she tossed back. “You think I’m the queen, but no one else does.”

“Everyoneelse does.”

“That’s a lie, and you know it.”

I took a step closer, pressing her front to mine as I leaned over and hit a button on the phone on my desk. It rang once before a male voice answered.

“Hello?”

“Hi, Charlie. It’s Hale. My queen requested peppermint brownies with dinner tonight.” Our gazes were locked with hers as I spoke.

“I’ll make it happen,” Charlie promised, not missing a beat. “Tell Blair to send me her preferences in the future. We’re happy to adjust our menu for her.”

“I will. Thank you.”

“Of course.” He ended the call, and neither of us looked away.

“You never call yourself the king,” she finally said. “You don’t even let anyone else call you that.”

“It’s unnecessary. But you willalwaysbe known as the queen.”

“That’s unnecessary too.”

“Not to me.”

I lifted a hand to her face, and she closed her eyes as I cupped her cheek. Tilting her head, I lowered my lips to her ear. “This is our office. The next time you come in here with anyone, you sit in your chair or on my lap.”

“What if I wantyourchair?”

I chuckled. “Then I perch on the armrest, making it clear who you belong to.”

“The mark on my throat does a pretty good job of that, don’t you think?”

“I do.” I tilted her head further, so I could drag the tip of my tongue slowly over the sensitive mark. She shivered, and I sucked lightly on her skin.

One of her fists clenched in my shirt. She’d wrinkle it, but I liked walking around with evidence of the way my female had grabbed me.

The scent of her arousal made my erection thicker, and I lifted her onto the edge of my desk. She sucked in a breath as I pressed the base of my palm against her core.

“I’m supposed to be meeting Kara and Lou for my last injection right now,” she breathed.

“I haven’t tasted you yet today.” I kneeled between her thighs.

She bit her lip.

“You’re the one who wanted me addicted, woman. No taking it back now.” I peeled her pants down her thighs, tossing them across the office.

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