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A new challenge throws me off my guard,though.
While I’m following at a safe distance, I find out that I’m not the only one keeping tabs on LittleRed.
10
Rose
I feel so dirty right now, and it’s not because of what Thorne and I did in the parkinglot.
God,no.
What he did to my body was out of thisworld.
I don’t even feel too bad about crying out his name when he made me come, or that life is so fucked up that the man someone sent to track my movements is the person who drives me to my first realorgasm.
The reason I feel this way is here I am, in the passenger seat of my boss Jeff’s car, listening to him talk business projections as he drives me home, and all I can think about is how long it’ll take for Thorne to catch up tome.
Because deep down, now that he’s touched me, I want him to catchme.
I want him to finish thejob.
“Are you all right?” Jeff asks, putting his work chatter on hold to get myattention.
“Sorry, what? Yes, I’m fine. A bit tired,” Ilie.
My words are a lie because I’m the opposite of tired. I’m energized. My body is, anyway. My phone buzzes in my purse with an incoming text alert, but I ignore it. It’s after three in the morning. Whoever it is that wants to contact me canwait.
“I don’t mind if you answer that,” Jeff tellsme.
“It’s okay. I don’t usually talk to anyone at this time of night… I meanmorning.”
It buzzes again and he looks over at me for a second. “Maybe you should see who’s trying to reachyou.”
“They canwait.”
“Do you realize that you’ve never screened my calls? I’ve always been able to connect with you on the first call. Sometimes on the firstring.”
I giggle. “That’s because you’re my boss. Plus, you’ve never called me at an ungodly hour, like whoever’s blowing up my phone rightnow.”
“Good toknow.”
It buzzesagain.
“Want me to get that for you? Maybe they’ll quit if they think you have a boyfriend. Unless it’s your boyfriend who’s blowing up your phone. In which case, I’d suggest you cut him loose. You don’t strike me as the type who can handle a clingy overbearing person in yourlife.”
I give him a weak smile. “You’re right on both counts. I don’t have a boyfriend, and I wouldn’t put up with crap like this. Maybe that’s why I don’t haveone.”
“Not ready for a man in yourlife?”
“Not really. Come on, Jeff. You know me. I prefer to keep tomyself.”
He nods with understanding. “There was a time that I thought... I suspected youwere...”
I slant my eyes at him. “Alesbian?”
He lets out a contagious laugh that vibrates in my chest. If I weren’t so wound up, I’d be cracking up too. “No,” he says. “I was going to say I thought you were interested inme.”
The timing of this talk is all wrong. I thought we’d leave the past in the past. Not that I would’ve given him a try, seeing as I love working for him. Jeff had over three years to ask me out, and he neverdid.
