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He was more right than he knew.
“All right, I know you have to get back towork, so I’ll be good and won’t keep you on the phone with my teasing. Butyou’re going to be mine later, aren’t you?” Dare let just enough of his inner Domescape in his voice that I had to reach down and adjust my hardening cock.
“You’re mean.” He knew exactly what he’ddone.
Dare laughed. “You’re right, but you loveit.”
Then my teasing Dom was gone in a rush oflaughter as the phone disconnected. “Crazy man is trying to drive me nuts.”
“Excuse me.” Sean’s voice coming frombehind me almost made me jump.
Hadn’t the door been closed?
Asking would have just made me look guiltyof something, so I cleared my throat and nodded as I pocketed my phone. “Yes?”
The way he was looking at me made me thinkhe’d heard more than I’d intended to share at work. I thought back through theconversation with Dare. I’d clearly been flirting with my boyfriend, but Icouldn’t remember saying anything Sean would consider weird.
Hell, the guy was gay with a bigger sociallife than I’d ever had, so he had no room to be shocked. He didn’t know enoughto be shocked. There was no way I’d said anything about submission or BDSM inthe conversation.
It took him several seconds torespond—longer than it should have.
He held out his hand, and I finallyrealized he was holding paperwork. “I have the reports you wanted.”
“Great.” I walked over to the door and tookthe papers from him. “I’m scheduled to give her a call in about an hour, sothis works out perfectly.”
I got another odd look as he nodded andstepped back out of the room. It was like he’d just seen me for the first timeor I’d spilled something weird on myself and hadn’t noticed. Had I?
A quick glance down said I was clean and myzipper was up. That should have made me relieved, but instead, it just made mecurious.
Taking a deep breath, I pushed the worryout of my mind. Work Scott did not obsess or waste time thinking about whatother people thought. Work Scott was confident and in control. I’d be a nutlater and worry when I had Dare around to tell me there was nothing to worryabout.
That was what a Dom was perfect for.Telling a sub not to worry and then distracting them so the worry didn’t matteranyway.
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“Ohh, I think that was officially too muchfood.” Dare leaned back in his seat and groaned. Instead of the normally sexy soundhe usually made, this one was like he’d had too much Thanksgiving turkey.
“I told you that last roll was too much.Just because they’re good doesn’t mean they don’t add up.” I’d already told himthat I was going to gloat when he was complaining, so I didn’t feel bad. He’dhad fair warning.
“This is all your fault. I told you thatyou should have eaten it.” Dare shook his head like I’d committed a mortal sin.
“I already had soup before my meal came andprobably an entire basket of rolls myself.” Not that one more hadn’t seemedlike a great idea—but he’d snatched it first.
“I’m sure this is your fault somehow.” Daregave the last of the shrimp on his plate a longing glance.
“You’ll hate yourself if you have any more.”I tried not to laugh when he shot me a frustrated glare.
Sexy, teasing Dare was hot, but whiny,stuffed Dare was cute.
Dare huffed and pushed his plate back.“You’re going to have to roll me to my car. Ugh, I have to drive after this.”
I gave up fighting and chuckled. I’d neverseen him this relaxed and comfortable. There was plenty of the usual teasingand heat when we’d first sat down, but as we’d eaten, it had faded to friendlyconversation and just hanging out like it was with Ryan when we weren’tthinking about the dating part of our new relationship.
I liked it.
It made everything seem more real…like itwould last.
“Next time we just have to plan ahead so wecan meet and take one car.” I grinned when he yawned and started to grumbleagain.
