Page 11 of Mated To My Boss

MADELINE

I enter the office and see Nate standing with the guy I'm supposed to deliver papers to. "Graham Miller?" I ask for confirmation, trying not to look at Nate.

"Yes, that's me. You’re Cora's intern?"

"Yes, and also her niece. I came to drop these off for you." I hand him the papers and he takes them with a curt nod.

"Thank you. I'll get right on them. Where is she?"

"She's out right now, but I'm sure she'll be back soon."

Graham sits down at his desk, giving me enough time to offer Nate a polite smile. He returns my greeting with a frown, which only makes me curious about his reaction.

Graham glances back and forth between us. "Nate, aren't you going to say something?"

"I know who he is," I say calmly.

"We've met," he states.

"Interesting," Graham says, amused.

“You have a really nice office,” I say, attempting to change the subject.

For some reason, this really gets to Nate. I see his expression change as he reaches for my arm and pulls me into the hall. “You're coming with me,” he commands.

“Of course,” I say. Graham's amusement is priceless, and the only thing I can do to help is close his door as we exit.

Nate doesn't say a word as he tugs me down the hallway. I’m tense trailing behind him until we reach the door to his office. He pushes it open and drags me inside, not bothering to shut the door.

“What is wrong with you? What are you doing?”

“Huh?” I ask, surprised. “Did I do something to upset you?”

His hand moves to my waist and pulls me close, making my breath catch. The air between us is now intensely thin. His eyes lock onto mine, searching.

“Are you that nice to everyone you meet?” he demands.

The sudden possessiveness and willingness to be so close to me makes perfect sense. The surprise of seeing me so suddenly must have his wolf going mad.

I can tell that Nate is having as much trouble keeping his needs in check as I am. With him so close, all I want is for him to kiss me. just a kiss. Maybe more.

“What are you trying to ask, Nate?”

The wolf shifter gets even closer and breathing becomes a distant memory. I brace myself for the feeling of his lips on mine after so long.

“Have you been with anyone since me? Have you slept with anyone since the last time you and I were together?”

I can't even stop the shock that flashes on my face. “Why do you want to know? Do you care?”

“That's not an answer.”

“Didn't we part amicably?” I query. “You were the one who said I should live my life without you, didn’t you?”

Nate's hand slips from my waist as he mutters something inaudible. He takes a step back, moving away slightly. I immediately miss how close we had been just a second ago.

“Is this what you do now?” I question. “Get jealous as soon as I talk to others?”

Nate looks a little surprised. He takes a deep breath, but before he can respond, his eyes widen. I can tell the scents emanating from us have just filled his lungs. Lust flashes in his eyes, and Nate finally releases all his inhibitions.

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