I could feel myself growing hard, and I knew without a doubt the way I was pressed firmly against her that she had to feel it, too. It hit me where we were, and I understood the magnitude of one of the guys, Rhett or Mike, finding us in our current position. It didn’t seem right, so slowly and with great difficulty I drew back and kept my forehead rested upon hers. Together we each drew in one ragged breath after another, our eyes still remaining closed, or at least mine were. I knew if I looked at her and saw a shimmer of arousal in her eyes, I would be done for.
“I’ve been thinking about you doing that since the moment you walked away last night,” Chloe whispered breathlessly, and I could feel my resolve slipping.
“Me, too,” I confessed. Truth be told, I had been thinking about a whole lot more, but I would keep that to myself for now.
Feeling her hand glide up over my chest didn’t help matters as she cupped the back of my neck and her fingers tugged on the hair at the base. Then her lips were on mine once more, and I was fucking lost. Cupping her ass with one hand, I lifted her like she weighed nothing, and instantly her legs wrapped around my waist.
“Love the way you kiss me, Kitten.” She set me on fire.
That low whimper fell from her lips once more and she opened her eyes, looking directly into mine. This woman was dangerous; I knew it was going to be impossible to hold back for too much longer. Like a drug, she was more powerful than anything I’d ever felt before.
“Oh damn.” We both looked toward the sound of the voice and found Grace standing at the end of the hall, her eyes widened with shock. Immediately, Chloe loosened her legs that were still wrapped around my waist, and I ensured she was on her feet before I backed away. Granted, it wasn’t one of the guys, which I was thankful for, but this was Grace. Little Grace. It was hard to see her as anything more that the young girl of the group. I got where Rhett was coming from; she was the baby of the group.
“I am so sorry.” She started to back away.
“It’s all right.” My dick was screaming otherwise. “I need to get back to work anyway.” Without thinking, I leaned toward Chloe and gave her a quick kiss. Her eyes opened in shock. “We can pick this up another time.” With a wink, I hurried off, trying my best to think of anything but the willing Chloe I was leaving behind. The last thing I could do was step outside in my current state; the guys would have a field day.
One thing I did know was that Chloe and I needed to have a talk. There were some things we needed to clear up before things went any further.
Chapter Nineteen
Chloe
“Who is that?” I held my phone to my chest tightly and looked back to find Holly standing in the doorway of the break room.
“That is actually none of your business.” What in the hell was wrong with this woman? “Don’t you have some room to clean or trays to stock?”
“You do know that you’re only a phase.” Crossing her arms over her ample chest, she smirked. “He’ll get what he wants and he’ll move on to the next. It’s who he is. In fact, I’m more than sure he’s got three others just like you he’s playing.”
Something inside of me snapped. Generally, I was a keep-the-peace kind of girl, but I had had enough. “First of all,” tucking my phone in my back pocket, I stepped closer to her, not allowing her size to intimidate me, “whatever Landon and I are or aren’t is again none of your business. I don’t owe you any explanations. You need to back off because your actions are really starting to piss me off.” My heart was beating rapidly, and I could feel my hands shaking at my sides. “Get the hell out of my way.”
I wasn’t sure she was going to listen. I was actually afraid we would be having another game of stalkerish follow me around all day. But when she stepped aside and held out her hand for me to pass, I felt a huge sense of relief.
An hour had passed before I’d remembered that I had not responded to Landon’s earlier text.
Landon: Movie night? Beer and pizza. I think we need to talk and clear some things up before we move forward.
His message scared me a little had he not mentioned movie night prior to it. If he wanted to pump the brakes or even stop seeing me, he would not suggest a night in, would he?
Me: Should I be worried about this “talk?”
Landon: Not at all, just want to make sure you know what I want. Which, to be clear, it’s you.
My heart raced.
Me: In that case, yes, tonight. My place at six work for you?
Landon: Perfect, I’ll bring the pizza and beer.
Me: What should I bring?
Landon: Just you!
I spent the rest of the day smiling like a fool. Practically humming through each cleaning, I exited the building at ten after five and fought the urge to skip like a foolishly happy girl to my truck.
When I got home, I’d instantly realized my mistake. I truly should have said seven and not six. I was left with only thirty minutes to clean up and change from work.
I hurried
