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I pulled my panties off the floor and pulled them up. My skirt was wrinkled, and I smoothed the fabric out with my hands. “I did,” I said, not looking at him, “but this is inappropriate.”

“Why?” He sounded hurt. “We’re two consenting adults.”

I shot him a frustrated look. Was he being dense on purpose? “Because I’m your boss!” I said. “You could sue me for sexual harassment, for god’s sake.”

“I came onto you,” he said.

“Yeah, like a judge will care about the technicalities,” I said sarcastically. “It’ll look like I’m abusing my power as your employer.”

“I’d never sue you,” he said quietly.

“If people found out, I’d be ruined,” I said. “It’d be a scandal.”

“Men fuck their secretaries all the time, and no one blinks an eye,” he said.

“That doesn’t make it ethical.”

Cameron looked at me for a long time. I thought he might argue, but in the end, he just nodded. The air between us flattened and died. I felt like a cruel bitch, putting an end to this when he’d just made me feel so good. When he’d looked so proud of himself. But I had to make things clear, because this couldn’t become a habit.

“I’ll let you get back to work, then,” he said. With that, he left the office, closing the door behind him.

I remained in the silent room, shielded away from the rest of my company. For a moment, I felt unbearably lonely, but I pushed the emotion down. I’d made the right decision.

CHAPTER NINE

I woke up in a sweat again for what felt like the hundredth time this week. My legs were tangled in my white sheets, making my bed look like I actually experienced the sex I couldn’t stop dreaming about.

I groaned as I covered my flushed face with my hands. It was bad enough that I had to deal with being around Cameron during the day at the office. Ever since that day in my office, it had been incredibly awkward between us. I couldn’t bear to stand too close to him. Even sitting together in the back of the company car made me feel flustered, because I’d guiltily remember all the things we’d done together.

Now, I couldn’t even find peace in my sleep. I’d just dreamed that we were in this very bed. He was stretched over me, strong and muscly, and he’d been fucking me so good.

My heart fluttered at the thought, the sensation trailing down into the depths of my stomach and between my thighs. I shook my head at myself and sat up.Stop it. What’s wrong with you?

Why was I so desperate to feel his touch in the first place? Sure, he was hot as hell, but there were plenty of good-looking guys in the world.

Maybe I just needed to get laid.

I had basically zero social life. I worked a lot and barely took vacations. It was only natural that I’d ache for the man who I spent most of my time with.

All I had to do was burn off my pent-up desire with someone else.

So, what were my other options? I needed someone who would be down for some fooling around. Someone who was good looking enough, but definitely not someone who I’d catch feelings for.

Russell’s face floated in my mind, and I sighed. Sure, he was good-looking, but his personality was not my favorite.

Then again, I supposed I wouldn’t have to hear him talk much if we were having sex.

Eventually, I managed to fall back asleep. Once I woke up, I called Russell before I could lose my nerve.

“Hello?” Russell answered, some noise in the background.

“Hey, Russell. It’s Alison,” I said, my voice more energetic than I felt. “How are you?”

“Ah, hello, Alison,” Russell replied, his tone humming with interest. After I spoke to him at the auction, I was surprised that he was even entertaining me. “I’m good, just at the gym. I always get a workout done in the morning. It does wonders for my productivity for the rest of the day.”

“That’s wonderful,” I said. “What are you doing tonight?”

“Why do you ask?” He sounded sly. “Do you have something in mind?”

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