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Elena: Not sure. I have some things going on this week. Work is super busy. I’ll let you know.

Oof.

I’ll let you know.

Straight to the ego.

Classic. Maybe she reallyisbusy, but the whole ‘casual’ thing rings in my head.

Colt: Yeah. Let me know.

I should stop there, focus on work, and generally be a grown man.

But no.

My self-control has been missing since the moment she kissed me against that cold brick wall.

So I type:

Colt: And hey… that shower thing you did was hot as hell. Worth it for the repercussions.

This time she respondsimmediately.

Elena: We should do it again.

A grin tears across my face.

Colt: Agreed. This time…your turn.

I stare at the photo again.

Her curves, her confidence, her goddamn smirk.

I shift on the bed, trying to get comfortable, which is pointless. I am absolutely not getting any more applications done today.

I heave a heavy sigh and let my head thump against the wall behind me.

Football gave me concussions, not subtlety.

But evenIcan tell I’m in way over my head.

I pull the company website back up, scrolling lazily.

Sales jobs.

Corporate bios.

Her office address is listed.

And that’s when the idea hits me.

It’s a stupid, reckless idea.

An idea that would make Damien’s head explode clean off his shoulders.

But also?

Not gonna lie, it’s a pretty fun idea.

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