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I shake my head and turn to rest my arms on the bar. “I don’t think it’s much of a secret that she’s fucking gorgeous. I think any guy would say he’d want to fuck her.”

“Fuck her, yeah. But maybe you want something more?” he says.

I snap my head toward him as I frown. “Absolutely not. I know I’ve said I wouldn’t mind being with someone, but Leah is not that someone. Too much bad history there.”

He’s right I do want her, but not in the way he’s thinking. I want her under me while I listen to her scream my name. I want her nails digging into my back while I pound her tight pussy. I want her soft lips wrapped around my cock while I fuck her hot mouth.

I do want Leah, but just to fuck.

Definitely nothing more.

Chapter 9

Leah

“So how’s it going working with Corbin?” Fay asks.

As usual, we’re at our favorite bar and grill during our Sunday girl's day. I shrug and lean back in the booth. I don’t like lying to my friends but I’m definitely not about to tell them that Corbin and I are fucking as much as we’re working on the design.

I know when this is all over we will end up going our separate ways and I’m not going to listen to either of them tell me ‘I told you so’. I’ve resigned myself to believe that it is just incredible earth shattered sex with an asshole that will end as quickly as it began.

It’s really the only way for me to walk away intact.

As much as Corbin gets under my skin and comes off as a cocky prick - when we’re alone it’s different. That human side of him shows and I melt a little more each time.

He knows exactly what to say in that deep seductive voice of his. He knows all too well how to get my body burning with a need I’ve never felt before with a simple touch. Worst of all, he knows how to fuck like no one I’ve ever met before. His skilled hands, talented mouth, and expert pierced cock make it difficult to think of anything else but the next time he’ll give me sweet release.

I glance between Fay and Ayra, taking a sip of my beer. “It’s going fine. We’re making good progress on the design.”

“I knew you were the bigger person,” Fay says, smiling.

My brows dip as I look at her. “Meaning what?”

“That you would be able to work with him even though he’s such an asshole. You just need to get through this and you can go back to your normal hatred for each other.”

Ayra peeks at me before turning in the booth to face Fay. “How about saying something like maybe when this is all over you and Corbin can be friends. Isn’t that what the sweet girl that wants everyone to get alone should say?”

Fay crosses her arms and lifts an eyebrow. “For anyone else, I would say that, but we all know Corbin is the exception to every rule. He’s treated Leah horribly over the years. He’s tried to destroy her. He’s caused her unnecessary pain. I don’t hope for a friendship after this. I hope Leah gets the success she deserves and Corbin gets what is coming for him.”

I flinch at her words. Not because they aren’t true, but because they hurt to hear. Recently, I don’t view Corbin as that person anymore. I’m kinda offended listening to her say such awful things about him.

“That’s kinda fucked up, Fay. Corbin is working just as hard as I am. He deserves the success too,” I say, feeling the need to defend him.

She lifts a shoulder as she takes a sip of her wine. “Good things should only happen to good people.”

“Corbin isn’t bad,” I say, folding my arms.

Her lips turn down as she searches my face. “Are you seriously defending him?”

“He’s my partner right now. I’m not going to sit here and talk shit about the past when there is something so much bigger to focus on for the future. It can’t happen for me without him. Just like it can’t happen for him without me. When we’re together working, he’s human,” I say, smiling.

Ayra laughs, shaking her head. “Please tell me there’s a story here?”

“Like what?” Fay asks, looking between us.

“Like they fucked,” Ayra says, wigglings her eyebrows.

I laugh, but Fay groans.

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