Page 25 of Boss with Benefits

She knocked the chip bag to the floor so they could use the whole couch. As soon as that obstacle was out of the way, his mouth was on hers. She went down on the couch while pulling him on top of her. Her entire body was on fire, and he was the only one who could put it out.

Then she remembered Randy’s private eye. In her weakened, sleep-deprived state, she had forgotten they couldn’t be together until after the custody issue was solved. She didn’t think anyone could see into Brady’s office, but what if they could? What if someone was watching them through binoculars?

Just the thought of being watched was a bucket of ice water in her face.

She pushed him off her and jumped to her feet. “I’m sorry,” she mumbled as she grabbed her things. “I am so sorry. We can’t do this.”

“Jess, wait.”

She heard him calling her name, but she was already closing in on the elevator fast. Being smart sure was hard. She mentally made a note to make it up to Brady after the custody hearing was over and she had her son.

Until then, they would both have to take cold showers.

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“And what is new with you this week?” Deacon asked from his plush chair.

Brady stared up at the ceiling with one bent arm acting as a cushion for his head. His long legs stretched out to the other end of the couch and were crossed at the ankles. He tried to relax, but tension had his muscles locked in place. Maybe it was sexual tension. Seeing Jessica on a daily basis and not being able to touch her was not working for him. Something had to be done and fast.

When he didn’t immediately answer, Deacon jumped in with, “Are you going to ignore me for the whole session? Should I get a book to read?”

Brady sighed. “I have a major headache brewing.”

“What has you tied up in knots, bro? Are you still having problems with your business partner?”

“You met her. What did you think of her?”

“Beautiful,” Deacon said. “But I didn’t spend enough time with her to gather sufficient data to form a genuine opinion. She is a beauty. For sure.”

“She’s more than that,” Brady said. “Jess is intelligent, both book smart and street smart. You don’t find that combination very often.”

“No, you do not.”

Brady could tell Deacon liked Jessica, and the knowledge made him feel better about his recent choices. He was playing with an idea that would shake up his life, maybe even ruin it, but it would help Jessica. At the moment, her keeping her son was his main focus. He would go back to his selfish life later, after he returned the beautiful smile to her face.

From his comfy chair, Deacon spoke while he scribbled something in his notebook. “Are you hooked on this woman?”

Brady shot him a glare, silently warning him to shut up.

Deacon held a hand up to placate him. “Just asking. She’s all you ever talk about now. So I’m asking as your shrink. Notyour buddy. How do you feel about her? Is she just a sex toy to you?”

Brady launched to his feet. “No!”

“Okay. Calm down.”

“When I’m with her, I am calm. Totally at peace. She has this effect on me that no other woman, no other person has ever had.”

Deacon chuckled. “Man, you’ve got it bad. If you are falling in love with this woman, tell her.”

Love? Brady shook his head emphatically. “I am not falling for her, and don’t get any ideas about matchmaking. I know married people aren’t happy unless they make all their single friends miserable by coupling them up with someone.”

“I would never.” Deacon smiled. “My lovely wife would, however. If she knew you were enamored with your partner, she would get mad at me for not helping you two crazy kids work it out.”

Brady held a warning finger up. “Deacon, if you tell Samantha anything—”

“How many times do I have to remind you I can’t talk about our sessions with anyone? That includes my wife. You are covered by the doctor-patient—”

“Confidentiality,” Brady interrupted. “I know. I know. I know.”

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