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“You owe me so much tea,” she squealed, with infectious joy. “Are we going to our usual coffee date tomorrow?”
I nodded. It was something that we’d done since I started working there. We had coffee in the break room. Lin knew it was because I was saving every single penny I earned, so we stayed after work and had our coffee at the office. But finally, I didn’t have to.
“Did you want to go somewhere instead?” I asked, reaching back to take my male’s hand in mine. He gripped mine right away, without hesitation.
“Outside of work?” she gasped, pretending to be shocked, but not missing a single thing when her eyes flitted to my hand and back. “Why you big spender,” she teased, sending me a wink. “Just text me where you want to meet and I’ll be there.”
The ding of the elevator sounded, and the doors opened. She shooed us out, having missed her floor to continue up with us. She knew my schedule almost as well as I did, able to find me anywhere in the building because I was strict with routines.
“I like her,” Krusk said as he pushed the cart behind me. “She’s good for you.”
I snorted out a laugh. “Good for me?”
He nodded, studying me at length. “You don’t have many friends in your life. I think you kept yourself at a safe distance from everyone.”
I rolled my eyes, shaking my head. “I’m not that bad,” I harrumphed, fully knowing that I was—in fact—that bad.
“We’refriends,” he added, grinning at me. “So no, you’re not that bad.”
“More than friends.” I winked at him over my shoulder as we entered the area with the staff. I started placing packages on desks but was distracted when an arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer as a low voice murmured against my ear, breath brushing across it and causing shivers down my spine.
I bit my lip, taking a deep breath and making a decision that I never thought I could come to on my own. Swallowing hard, I tilted my head at him.
“If I had to pick two jobs I’d like to keep, it’s the yoga studio and shifts at the restaurant,” I admitted to him and watched as a joyful smile spread across his face.
“I think that’s a good idea,” he whispered, leaning forward onthe handle of the cart, ignoring as it creaked ominously, his wide shoulders and bulging biceps curled toward me as he came close. “And I know a male who’ll be there every minute of every class and shift.”
“I hope he’s cute,” I teased, my heart and mind feeling lighter than I had been all year.
“He’s alright,” he said with a wink, leaning down to press a kiss to my lips. “When we’re done here, let’s go home and change before we visit Grandma.”
His voice was a low murmur and I knew it had a lot to do with my words rather than anything to do with “changing”. “Is that the orc euphemism forsex, Krusk?” I asked, murmuring the words so no one else would hear.
His grin was wolfish. “Maybe.”
There were people looking at us, I was sure of it. But when it came to Krusk, for the first time in along time, I didn’t mind. Let them watch. Let them judge. Our truth was ours and we were the only ones that mattered.
With a laugh, I shook my head and continued on, ignoring everyone else and focusing on getting the hell out of there so I could fuck my orc.
CHAPTER 40
Emma
Stepping into Krusk’s apartment, holding his hand and rubbing my palm over my chest, I was awed by the emotions swirling there. Handing in my letter of resignation hadn’t made me feel the way I thought I would.
Krusk hadn’t spoken to me, allowing me to settle and come to terms with everything on my own. I appreciated that, but I was over it now.
Turning to look up at him, I watched him search my expression, his brow furrowed and worried. I lifted my hand, crooking a finger for him to lower his head. There was no way I could reach him on my own. Not even if I tiptoed.
When he bent to me, I reached up, grabbing his tusks and yanking his head to me. His groan was long and deep inside his chest, sending a gush of cream to my pussy. I loved the sounds this male made. I lovedhim.
If I’d had any worries before about him, if I’d been concernedat all, everything I felt was now as clear as the cloudless blue skies outside of his windows.
“What’s going on?” he asked, pulling away from my desperate lips to ask, his hands cupping my face when I tried to lunge for him again. “You barely spoke to me and I didn’t want to disturb whatever’s happening inside of you. Can you tell me now? What’s happening? Are you sad? Are you disappointed? Do you feel pressured? After quitting?”
He searched my face again, his brow furrowed and worried, his eyes swirling with emotions that I didn’t feel an ounce of. I needed to reassure my male.
“I feel free,” I murmured with a little laugh, cupping his cheeks as well, running my palms over his tusks and grinning like a fool. “I thought... IthoughtI would be upset. But I haven’t felt this relievedever.” I searched his face, swallowing hard, my throat tight with emotion. “Thank you. Thank you so much for that. I needed it, and I hadn’t even understood how much until it happened.”
