Page 20 of Due Dilligence (Takeover)
Chapter Six
Todd rarely saw Fazil for the rest of the week. A few meetings, some work-related conversations, and Fazil had been at the engineering group lunch on Thursday at Stephen’s invitation. There were some moments alone at the coffeepot, but those were few and far between. Fazil kept his distance.
But those unguarded looks and the way he licked his lips. The smiles. Todd hoped he wasn’t reading too much into it now that it was Friday.
Would Fazil run? Tell him he’d made plans with his coworker or something? Only one way to find out. After he finished plugging another hole in their code, he walked down to the conference room Fazil and the finance guy had been given, knocked, and pushed the door open.
Fazil sat inside, his hands hovering over the keyboard. “Hey.”
No sign of the other Anderson guy. Todd slipped inside and leaned against the closed door. “Hey. Wanted to see how things were going.”
“They’re going.” Fazil leaned back in his chair. “There’s a lot that still needs to be done.”
“Well, you have another week.”
He nodded. “You didn’t come by for that, though.” His smile was a sly thing.
Todd curled his toes. “I wanted to see if we were still on for this weekend.”Please say yes.
Worry flickered across Fazil’s face. “Yeah, but if something’s come up...”
“No, no. I...” He pushed himself off the door and crossed the room. “It has to be yes, Fazil. Like I said. I won’t play the guessing game with you.” Not again. Not anymore.
Fazil looked at his computer for a moment, then rose and rounded the table until he stood close.
Not close enough. Too many inches still lay between them. Too many years.
“How much of a yes do you want?” Fazil’s lips swept up into his little smile. “We’re still on the clock.”
There was that.
“I have no idea if there’s a camera or something in this room.” Fazil furrowed his brow. “I hope not, because Eli and I spend a lot of time flipping each other off. People might think we have an antagonistic relationship.”
This was a side of Fazil he hadn’t seen. “I can’t imagine that guy flipping anything off. He seems like the proper type who can’t wait to get home to his wife.”
“I used to think that. But our office is tiny, hishusbandis Sam’s assistant, and... go on enough of these trips, you learn things about your coworkers.”
Todd slotted that information away. “Sounds like a great place to work. Like family.”
“A rowdy, dysfunctional family. But yes. It’s the best job I’ve ever had.” His smile was golden, and he took a step closer. “Any cameras?”
Todd warmed all over. “None that I know of.”
“So if I were to kiss you, that’d be fine?”
“More than.” He reached for Fazil.
Fazil pulled Todd’s head down and took his mouth like he owned it. Which was fine with Todd, because it left him free to cup Fazil’s ass and pull Fazil against him. He’d never get tired of the way Fazil melted when their dicks ground against each other. The way he arched his back, that little catch of breath.
Fazil broke the kiss. “Yes. We’re still on.”
More than. If they weren’t at work, he’d be tempted to use the office furniture in this room to enact some scene out of a porno.Bad Business Boyz Sevenor some such thing, even if they were more geek than executive.
The conference room door handle rattled.
They jumped apart. Fazil looked down at his feet and Todd backed up against the table. The door swung open and the finance guy walked in, his jaw set hard and his knuckles white around the handle of his cane, but everything about his demeanor changed when he saw Todd and Fazil.
“It’s... Um.” Todd stumbled over every word.Shit.
