Page 48 of Scoring His Obsession

“So you thought you’d fly him in on a private jet and give us the best seats in the house?”

“You said he did a little dance when I got drafted, so I figured he’d want to see me in a game.”

I don’t have many examples to base this thought on, but dates don’t pay that much attention. Micah, however, can see inside my soul and know what the inner workings of my mind are.

“Jace.”

He scowls. “What about him?”

I try to hide a smile. He’s not cool and collected anymore, and it sends a thrill through me. “Do you not like him?”

Micah flexes his foot, then rubs his tattooed hand down his stubble. “Joey likes to mess with me, and he thought it would be funny if your new employee was male.”

“But,” I draw the word out, hoping I’m toying with danger, “how is that messing with you?”

“You know,” he says confidently.

Despite being in the temperature-controlled water, goose bumps sprout over my shoulders and course down my arms. “Because he has a dick?”

Micah’s jaw clamps shut, and it works for several long moments. “Raeann, I’m milliseconds away from taking you in a way you’ve never imagined, and it’s not nice to have another man’s name in your mouth while my thoughts are as dirty as they can be.”

My nipples peak, brushing against the lace of my bra. A rush of excitement teases just under my skin, boiling there, waiting to erupt. Apparently, I like poking the bear. I want to see how far he’ll go. Can I entice him into the hot tub? Can I tease him into revealing the lengths he’ll go to have me?Taking you in a way you’ve never imagined… He’s so confident that he’ll be the best I’ll ever have, and looking at him now, I have no doubt.

Micah breathes out slowly. “Have you thought about his dick?”

I shrug nonchalantly. “About as much as anyone else’s.”

He shifts uncomfortably on the couch, looking away for the first time. My heart skips a beat, hoping I haven’t taken this too far. Athena pops her head up, but when I peer over at her, she places it back down again, her eyes drifting closed as if she hadn’t moved at all.

“He’s a good guy. He works hard,” I add.

“Which is exactly why he hasn’t been fired yet.”

“Can you firemyemployee?”

“No, but I can dispose of bodies.”

I grip the curved lip of the hot tub. “Would you do that?”

“If he hurt you, yes. If he mildly annoyed you, I would offer him as much money as it takes for him to leave and make up some story about how he can’t work at Pet Threads anymore.”

“A bribe.”

Micah nods like these are words people say every day. He speaks with raw intensity. We all have an inner voice that thinks all the wrong, inappropriate things, but most of us check ourselves before those thoughts come out of our mouths. Micah never checks himself with me.

“Why?”

“Because there are no lengths I won’t go to make sure you’re comfortable in this world, Raeann. We should adapt to you, not the other way around.”

The tension breaks in my body, as if I’ve leaped off a cliff without a tether. My stomach clenches, and I hold a breath deep in my chest for fear of what might fly out of my mouth. Micah talks like I’m not just a thing to be held up, but a being to be worshipped.

He holds my gaze, like I’m a treasure he refuses to give up. Even his eyes are a trap. I get sucked in by the charming brown, but the gold latches on and drowns me in a swirl of emotions. “I thought we were going to make bad decisions together?”

The line of his jaw feathers. “As soon as you started taking your clothes off, I didn’t trust myself to be close to you.”

“You wouldn’t hurt me.”

“Of course not. But I would possess you. Use my body to occupy your every thought. Your every need.”

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