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So did I. Except now we had to go back out and face the music.

I slipped off the desk and straightened my shorts. There was nothing I could do about my soaked panties unless I wanted to go commando. Then I looked around my office. Papers were scattered across the floor. "Definitely worth it."

Lex and I chuckled as we tidied up my office.

"What do you think they’re going to say when we go back out there?"

Minutes earlier I hadn't cared if the whole office heard me, but now that I wasn't in the throes of passion, I cared very much. I didn't think I’d been loud enough for the guys to know what had happened, but again, I was too far gone to care at the time.

"They won't say anything. Not unless they want me to kick their asses."

I crossed my arms at the implication. "Is fighting how you solve all your problems?"

Lex leaned in and swiped his lips over mine. I could taste myself on him, and surprisingly, I found it arousing. "Only when someone threatens you."

I smiled at his answer. I liked that. I liked that a lot.

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

Lex

I could still taste Nancy on my tongue. And just like I feared, I was addicted.

Addicted to the feel of her body beneath my fingers. Addicted to the taste of her. Addicted to the fact that she was bold enough to make the first move and stand up to me. I enjoyed the whole package just a little too much.

The guys were lucky none of them said anything when we returned. They acted like nothing had happened, and continued on with the conversation.

Wes kicked my chair. "Lex, you still with us?"

"Sorry, what did you say?"

Wes gave me a disapproving look, and I could only imagine what he was thinking. Maybe he did know what happened in Nancy's office after all.

"We were discussing what to tell Jimmy."

I looked over at Nancy. She was biting the side of her lip, and I wondered if she too was remembering what happened in heroffice, or if she was worried about her son. Was it bad that I was hoping it was the first option?

"What does Nancy want to do?"

If the collective gasps were any indication, everyone was surprised by my question. It made me feel like a bigger jerk. I’d never meant to be an asshole when I excluded Nancy. I just wanted to take care of her.

"As a mother, I don't want him to know. But as someone who's worked in this business long enough, I know how important knowledge can be."

"Has the NFL made a statement about Jimmy's injury yet?" I asked her directly, almost pushing the rest of the room out of my focus. She wanted me to speak to her, and I was happy to do as she’d requested.

"Not yet. His manager has been able to keep it under wraps so far."

I thought about that for a minute. I had an idea in mind, but I couldn't say I liked it. "If the NFL releases that Jimmy was injured and will be out for the season but plans to return next season, the person threatening Jimmy will likely continue to send threats."

"You want to use Nancy as fucking bait?" Wes boomed. "Are you fucking kidding me?"

I turned to the man I respected and yelled back, "Do you really think I would let any harm come to her?"

"Your track record would say so," Wes fired back, and it was like a slap to the face.

How could I possibly forget that those around me died? I was such an idiot for thinking I could protect Nancy, or anyone for that matter.

"That's uncalled for." Maverick was quick to jump in and defend me.

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