Page 34 of Nothing to You
“Is he seeing anyone?”
He laughed.“Want me to hook you up?He’s not always the most outgoing guy.”
“I can’t even picture him,” she said.“He’s not like you.”
“Meaning?”
“You might not advertise your friendships, but you’re not shy about flaunting your women.”
“You know that because you work for me.”
“Which I only just found out.”
“No, you just found out you knew me.You always knew you worked for Xavien Rourke.”Valid point.“How did we get back to that anyway?Do you enjoy reminding me how pissed you were?”
“I was pissed because you murdered our friendship.You were there in this place I didn’t expect you to be.The presentation was stressful enough and then there you were.It was inconsiderate.You can’t make choices for me and shouldn’t make decisions for us.”
“If it feels good, it’s allowed.”And if life was that simple… “You weren’t stressed about the presentation; you lap that shit up.”
“I can tell it’s been a long time since you stood up in front of strangers.”
“I stand up in front of strangers all the time.”
“Strangers desperate to impress you.How often do you stand in front of people you don’t intimidate?”
“Oh, am I intimidating, baby?”
Was he?No, not to her.“Maybe if you hadn’t given me open access to your cock.”He flashed another quick smile.“You’re a long way from intimidating.”
“Good.I don’t want you to hold back with me.”
“I don’t.”
“You didn’t before you knew who I was,” he said, swiping across on his tablet.“Now it’ll be your urge to temper yourself.You did it today.”
“Being your friend does not mean giving you access to everything.I am allowed my own thoughts.Are you aware of that?Are you aware others can have private thoughts that you’re not entitled to?”
“Not us,” he said and side-nodded.“Come here.”
“No.”
His smile grew fast.“Come sit beside me, Babycakes.You’re not intimidated, right?”
“No.That doesn’t mean I want to sit by you.”
“What are you afraid of?We’ll watch movies.We watch movies together all the time.”
“And you always end up talking about sex.”
“Wealways end up talking about sex.”His eyes glittered with that same mischief twisting his lips.“If it feels good…”
And it felt good.Just being near to him.Having his voice in her ears without the headset relaying the words.Maybe too good.
Going around the coffee table, she sank onto her knees, facing him again.“If I’m your best friend, I should get a raise.”
“Okay,” he said.The tablet went back to the arm of the couch.“And what do I get in return?”
“What do you want?”she asked, aiming for sultry despite knowing it was a loaded question.
