Page 74 of Long Shot

His head jerks up. “Tell who?” he asks cautiously.

“The whole fucking world!” I nearly yell.

“Calm down, Reese.”

My eyes pop open wide.

Alarm crosses his face. “Forget I said that. No, I didn’t tell the whole fucking world. I told Beck and Marco. I kind of had to. I also had to reassure them that we know what we’re doing and it won’t have any impact on things here.”

I draw in a long breath and blow it out. “They’ll tell their wives. Er, wife and fiancée.”

Cade swipes a hand over his face and grimaces. “Not gonna lie, they probably will.”

I sink into a chair. “Shit.”

“Is it that bad?”

I bite my lip. “It’s not that bad.”

“Whew. Glad to hear.”

My lips twitch. “Not the sex with you.”

He grins.

“That was phenomenal. I mean . . . Carrie and Hayden are wonderful and I really like them . . . but this is going to give them the wrong idea about . . . me. Us. What’s happening here.” I wave a hand.

He gets up from his chair, rounds the desk and props his butt against the edge. “It doesn’t matter, Reese.” He reaches out and takes hold of my hand. “It only matters what we think.”

“I feel like . . . I’m getting too involved in people’s lives here. I just came here to get away from New York. I don’t know how long I’ll be here.”

“I get that.” He slowly draws me up from my chair so I stand next to him. He drops my hand and curves his fingers around my waist. “Live in the moment.”

“Right. Right.” That’s been my motto ever since I left New York. Don’t think about the past. Don’t worry about the future.“Sometimes it’s hard.”

“Yeah.” He squeezes me gently, then his hands slide around to my back, then lower to my ass. My belly does a lusty flip. “Right now . . . it’s very hard.” He bumps me with his pelvis.

Um, yeah . . . he’s hard. I choke on a laugh. “Oh, my God.”

He grins and nuzzles my cheek. “How much time do you have?”

“Not enough for sex in the office with my boss.”

“You make it sound so dirty. I like that.” He kisses one corner of my mouth, pulling me tighter against his erection. My breasts tingle. “It wouldn’t be the first time someone had sex in this office.”

My stomach turns over and I shove at his chest. “Eeeew. I don’t want to hear about all the women you’ve done in here.” I try to escape his grip.

He laughs, not letting go. “Not me. Beck and Hayden. Not sure about Carrie and Marco, but there’s a good chance.”

I eye him suspiciously. “Not you? Seriously?”

“Not me. Not here.”

“Oh.”

He kisses my nose, then my mouth. “I’ll wait till tomorrow. You’re coming to my place.”

“Right.” I’m going to his place.

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