It was why he left unexpectedly that morning, looking spooked.

It was why he sat in the car in the driveway, white-knuckling the steering wheel.

It was why he wanted to ignore talk of it now.

Could she see herself having an actual relationship with this man?

Would he even want that? Or would he push any potential of that aside using any excuse in the book? Starting with her age, of course.

Because that was an easy one for him.

Add in who her father was, and that Crew was her “boss” in a way…

That was just some of the many excuses he could come up with. Valid or not.

In some ways they couldn’t be more different, in others they were too much alike.

It could work perfectly. Or it could be a disaster.

They could either complement each other or would they one day throw the white towel when their relationship became too exhausting from constantly butting heads and busting balls.

Either way, they’d keep each other on their toes. Guaranteed, life wouldn’t be boring.

Holy shit, was she seriously considering this?

She had wanted to concentrate on her career and hadn’t been looking for any kind of relationship. At least, not yet. She had plenty of time for that. But if anyone would know how important her career was with the DEA, it would be another DEA agent.

However, would he want to interfere with her assignments like he tried with her going undercover at Hawg Wild? Using the excuse it was for her safety?

Fuck.

Lying naked across Crew’s lap wasn’t the most opportune time to consider her future, both personally and professionally. It definitely wasn’t the smartest time to make life decisions, either.

If the man knew where her thoughts had wandered, he’d be sprinting for the door after dumping her onto the floor, leaving her naked and unsatisfied.

She rolled her lips under so she didn’t laugh at that image.

But it only took him dragging a finger through her slick lips to bring her back to the situation at hand.

What happened to his urge to spank her? Had he been having the same conversation with himself? Had he been contemplating his future, with or without her?

“Crew…”

“We can either talk or we can fuck. But what we won’t do is have the conversation weighing on both our minds while having sex. Choose wisely.”

So, hehadbeen considering their future together.

“We can fuck,” she answered, “but we can’t ignore the rest.”

“You’re right, we can’t. But we can put it off until later.”

“Are you going to run before we can address the elephant in the room?”

With a sigh, he turned her over until her back was braced by his strong, thick thighs.

He didn’t avoid her eyes when he asked, “Do I want to have that conversation? No. Do I have a choice? Maybe. Can I ignore it completely?”

Something crossed his face but before she could figure out what it was, it was gone.