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“Flynn,” I pleaded.

“I know, but I’m trying to be noble right now and it feels shit.” He groaned and kissed my forehead before standing back. He looked as tormented as I felt right now. “I’m sorry.”

I nodded once since I couldn’t bear to go back over it again. Doing the right thing didn’t mean that I wasn’t still attracted to him. The truth was that I was even more attracted to him now that I had felt that connection sizzle between us.

Never in all my past relationships had anyone ever made me feel the way Flynn did. He was the gasoline that ignited my fire. The chemistry between us making that burn hotter than the fires of hell and damnation.

“Charlotte—”

I held my hand up. “Please don’t, Flynn. If I had suspected for a single second that I would meet someone like you in this job, I would never have taken it. We just have to pretend that this thing between us doesn’t exist.”

“And if we can’t?” His head was down so his hair had fallen forward over his eyes.

“Then I have to walk away since you are co-owner of this team.” I pursed my lips together that still felt swollen from his kisses.

A tear escaped even though I was trying to hold my shit together. Why the fuck did I have to find the man of my dreams in the one place that I wasn’t allowed to be with him?

“Shit, Charlotte.” He was there in a heartbeat, wiping my tears away and that destroyed me even more. Not even my dad had wiped my tears away, he had told me I had to toughen up instead.

Flynn tilted my head back. “If it makes this any better, I’m a horrible person, and even worse in a relationship. You’re dodging a bullet.”

I’d known him just over a week, but it felt like years. How was I supposed to work with him when I was secretly falling for him?

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Chapter Thirteen

Flynn

I sat in the meeting with my mind a thousand miles away. Jordan, Ash, and Xavier were debating their latest hairbrained scheme, and all I could think about was the woman I’d been avoiding for nearly two weeks. There were times when I knew she was in the factory working on the cars, and I secretly watched her on CCTV.

I craved her with an intensity that I couldn’t explain. Every day away from her, I wanted her more and it was slowly eating away at my insides. I had tried going to the Midnight Rooms for anonymous sex with a stranger to quench my thirst, and my dick had refused to work. He just sat there like a useless prick ignoring me.

“Are you listening?” Jordan snapped.

“Nope,” I replied, sitting back in my chair. “I’m currently thinking through the suspension problem on my car.”

He glared at me and Ash chuckled in the background. “It sounds more interesting than what we’re worrying about.”

“Just because the Council is gone doesn’t mean the threats have all evaporated.” Jordan sat down in a chair to continue staring at me.

“I would imagine after the gory end every member of that Council met, any evil residing out there is hiding from you,” I commented dryly. “I should know, I have the clean-up figures. Do you want me to print them out?”

“Don’t be a smartass,” Jordan said with a sigh. “We go away on holiday next month and I want to make sure Megan is safe.”

“I doubt anyone will be lurking on your long awaited honeymoon,” I replied. “You need to learn to relax, maybe try yoga or meditation or some shit like that.”

Jordan narrowed his eyes at me. “We’re trying to be serious here.”

“I think Flynn is being serious, Jay,” Xavier said. “I’m adapting to being a new dad, and Ash has Lucas to contend with as a father-in-law. I think we can all try to relax for a while.”

Amen to that. I had run out of body bags and was waiting for an order.

“It’s hard after everything that went down,” I said. “But I think you and Megan deserve your happy ending. Just sit back and enjoy it. Your grampa has always been an evil bastard, but he loves you and his legacy is the Berkeley name. Have some babies and retire, Jay. Let someone else worry for a change.”

He pinched the bridge of his nose. “Just to add to my woes, we have baby squirrels. Megan is delighted but they chew everything.” He paused and looked up. “Fucking everything. One of the rodents was at my Harley the other day.”

“I don’t do squirrel-size body bags,” I deadpanned. “Buy Megan a dog or a cat, they won’t be long shifting them away from the house.”

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