Page 123 of Hyde and Seek

I set the phone aside and picked up the pumps again. After I put them on, I walked to my dresser and added my watch. As I latched it, I noticed the time and knew Jake would be here soon.

I quickly unraveled the cooled rollers from my hair and tossed them on my dresser. Bending over, I shook my head to loosen the curls.

“Fuck.”

“You scared me. How was the shop?” When I got no response, I straightened and looked over at Jake.

I smiled when I saw his hair was down. Wearing dark jeans, a black fitted button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up, and gray converse, my man looked good.

He also looked tense.

“What’s wrong?” I began walking towards him.

“Stop.”

I did, my brows lowering in confusion. “What?”

“We have to go. Likehaveto.”

“I know, I’m ready.”

“If you get any closer before we’re out of this house, we’re not goin’ anywhere.”

“I wouldn’t mind that.” I smiled wickedly. “In fact, why don’t we order in and I’ll let you eat off of me?”

“Tease. You’re a cock tease. Out.”

“Fine, Mr. Bossy Pants.”

Turning and walking away, Jake didn’t stop until he was on my porch.

I locked up and followed him down to his car.

Jake shifted the Camaro into reverse and turned to back out of the driveway when his phone started ringing. “Yeah? Uh huh. No, it’s cool. See ya.” Jake hung up and turned to me. “We gotta stop back at Hyde for a minute.”

“Everything okay?”

Though his organization and filing was better, they were slammed with customers. With the amount of work they were doing, it was inevitable that things would fall between the cracks.

“Yeah, I’ve gotta log into the computer system to check something for Kase. How was your day?” Putting his hand on my leg, his thumb absently caressed my inner thigh, which made me mindless.

“Huh?”

“Your day?”

“Oh. Good. I got a lot more done than I thought I would.”

“Anymore emails?”

“Nope. I told you it doesn’t happen much.”

“Once is more than enough,” Jake grumbled.

“If I thought it was something to be concerned about, I’d tell you.”

“I’m still gonna talk to my dad.”

“I figured as much, Mr. Bossy Pants.”

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