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“What do you have in mind?”

He let out a short, low rumble of a laugh. “Well, that depends on how much time you’re giving me.”

“How much time do you want?”

“All of it,” he answered flirtatiously.

My stomach flipped. “I think you like me a little bit,” I teased.

He just let out a light chuckle in response and then continued. “I would say I’d just scoop you on Saturday, but I don’t know when I’m going to be done with everything and I don’t want to keep you waiting.”

“Well, I appreciate that.”

“So, if you let me get you first thing Sunday morning, can I have you all day and night? I have a meeting Monday afternoon, so we have to be back first thing in the morning. But I’ll make it worth your while.”

I bit my lip as I made my way down my hallway. “If you have me back by nine, ten at the latest, I think I can accommodate your request.”

“Good. It’s been a hell of a week, and when I realized I needed to be in Richland, seeing you was the first thing that crossed my mind,” he admitted.

I smirked. “I’m glad to hear that. It has definitely been the kind of week that would warrant some fun with Russ.”

“I’m making the arrangements now.”

“I look forward to it.”

“I’m staying downtown, at the same hotel since you liked it. Anything specific you need to know, I’ll hit you up later with the details, okay? I have a couple of meetings this afternoon and then I need to pack for my flight tomorrow.”

“Okay, you go do what you need to do. I have a busy afternoon as well.”

“So it sounds like we’re both due to let out a little steam.”

“Yeah, it sounds like it.”

“Well, I got you.”

My lower body clenched. It wasn’t necessarily the words he said but the way he said them.

“Yes, you do,” I murmured instinctually.

I didn’t mean to say it, but his sexiness pulled it out of me.

“I like the sound of that,” he whispered. “You know what else I like the sound of…?”

“What’s that?”

“You coming for me.”

My panties were soaked.

“Russ, please. You’re not about to get me all hot and bothered and then not see me until Sunday,” I reprimanded him playfully.

He chuckled. “The minute my assistant said Richland, I thought of you and my dick got hard. So the feeling is mutual. Trust and believe.”

“Oh, I believe it. But if you aren’t here to do anything with that hard dick, I need you to stop teasing me.”

“You’re right. There will be plenty of time for teasing on Sunday.”

I giggled. “Goodbye, Russ.”

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