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“Why the fuck would I-“

It made sense for me to respond, but once again, as I noted his calm demeanor, I couldn’t help but suspect that he was just riling me up for no reason. It didn't seem so, yet I felt so, and it annoyed me to no end. I forced myself to calm down and relax against the chair.

“You walked in on me,” I told him. However, that didn't sound right, so I corrected myself.

“I mean… I was already in the library when you came in.”

He cocked his head. “You were? Why didn’t I notice you?”

I stopped and wondered about this too. And then I recalled that I had hidden when I heard someone come in, but I wasn’t going to readily admit that. It was the truth, but I didn't need any more reasons to feel weak before this man than I already did.

“I don't know,” I said. “Maybe you were too caught up in the moment.”

He shook his head and returned his gaze to the window.

“Anyways,” he continued. “You lingered,” he said.

“So?” I replied, and then smiled.

"That's why I taunted you the way I did.”

“Wait, were you really expecting me to join in or something?” I asked.

“Not really,” he said. “But it was sure entertaining to see the look on your face.”

“What look was on my face?” I asked, and he replied.

“Interest… curiosity… disgust?”

“I want to know what you really think,” he said.

“Are you asking me now to give a review of how you fucked when you were twenty-three?” I asked, and I gave him a look. Then he smiled.

“You’re feisty.”

“No, just reasonable,” I responded. “And for the record, these are working hours, so I would like it if things were kept purely professional between us. Otherwise, anything else, and I’m afraid that being here will become quite difficult for me.”

I returned my attention to my computer, but there was no way in hell that it could distract me from the fact that he was still present and probably watching me. I soon got my response.

14

Kane

She was icing me out. I wasn't in the least bit surprised, but I wondered exactly why. When it came to her, I was extremely curious. I turned around to watch as she pretended to get back to work on her computer. I wanted so badly to know how her mind worked, how she processed things, her fears, and why she reacted the way she did.

I also didn't want to leave just yet, even though she wanted me to, or at least told herself that she wanted me to. But before then, I needed to know why she was holding herself back.

So, I headed over, and slowly caged her in. She instantly went stiff as I lowered and placed my hands on the desk.

"In what ways exactly will being here become difficult for you?" I asked.

At first, she didn't respond, and then she turned to the side to meet my eyes. I stared into them, but then my gaze lowered to her plump peach lips, and my libido stirred. I had wanted to know what those lips tasted like for so long, but I held myself back. I returned my gaze to her eyes, then I straightened and went around the desk. I straightened my jacket and then turned around to face her, her sweet scent still lingering in my nostrils.

"We should finish what we started, shouldn't we?" I asked, and she looked at me.

"Finish what we started, and then what?" she asked. "That'll be the end of it?"

"Would you want it to be?"