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“What’s this?” Ellie asked even as she accepted the big iced latte. “It smells heavenly.”

“You mentioned you hadn’t had a chance to try Starbucks’s limited spring drinks,” he said easily. “So that’s their icedpistachio white chocolate latte. You said you didn’t like whipped cream, but I wasn’t sure which milk, so I went with regular.”

“Regular is fine,” she said easily.

“But you prefer soy for your lattes,” I interjected, giving Gerald a look to back off and he didn’t know her well.

“Yes, but regular is fine. Thank you so much, Mr. Woods,” she muttered before trying it. Her eyes went wide and she groaned.

Oh, I was going to give her something to groan about that night.

And scream my name while she called him Mr. Woods.

I hated this git. For real.

“It’s good, right?” he chuckled, completely focused on her like I wasn’t there and hadn’t said anything. “It’s a bit too sweet for me every day, but I needed the perk this morning.”

“Yes, this is definitely a Friday morning or weekend drink when putting in extra hours,” she agreed… As she turned and walked off with him. “Thank you again. This is great. Did you get the extras I sent last night? I know your day probably hasn’t started yet—”

“No, I reviewed it already. My phone reads my emails to me through my car.”

“Really? I didn’t know that was possible. Can you show me if my car will do that?”

“Of course, of course. I just had to update the software when I got my oil changed. It was all done easily,” he accepted... And smirked at me over his shoulder.

Git.

I hurried to catch up, curbing the urge to steal the drink or demand a sip from her straw. I wracked my brain on what to say before I had to break off to head to my practice. “I’ll leave you both to it, but we’re still meeting later to discuss the renovations, Ms. Reed?”

She glanced at me and did a double take,clearlyforgetting I was there which… Well, it thrilled me.

“Oh, that can wait until tomorrow. I’m sure you’re busy. Have a nice day, Dr. Clark.”

“You both as well,” I said as evenly as possible.

I was going to seriously bite her ass and leave my mark on her. Was she really this dense that she didn’t know when a man was hitting on her?

And allowed it in front of her lover?

Yes. Yes, apparently, she was.

Then it was food that he’d made “too much of” and she gladly accepted, gushing how amazing it was later.

There was also inviting her out to dinner in front of me, his treat of course, like she wouldn’t catch on that it was a date… But she didn’t. She said another night since work was piled up.

Yeah, I actually said something about that and how when a man offers to treat, it’s a date. And I would really,reallypunish her if she did something like that and went against the contract we’d just fucking signed.

At least she apologized well.

Like on her knees until I calmed down. She truly hadn’t thought anything of it since she and Dr. Carpenter took turns paying all of the time. Fine, that was different, and I was glad that she understood that and would be more careful.

I still fucked her like a crazy man that night to mark my territory.

And remind her how well-sated and taken care of she was.

Something happened and Woods’s attitude towards me changed. It wasn’t amused but hostile. He walked right up to me when it wasn’t needed and greeted me… So he could try and crush my hand.

Game on, wanker.

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