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“Good, then you understand why I want to take things slow. I want to figure this out together. I want what’s best for us and Hooked and for both of us to feel comfortable with what that looks like. I’m not pausing, I’m not rushing, I’m just taking the steps that feel right for us.” She clasped her hands, looking so genuine when she said, “I really care about you, and I want this to work.”I softened my voice. “I do too.”And because of that, I had zero issues with her being employed here.With her working beneath me.But I understood there were levels of authority, and that affected her job and, quite possibly, her performance.I could handle slow only because that would eventually lead to Drake Madden becoming all mine.“I don’t want to say anything to the guys,” I told her. “For now, this will be our secret. When we have a better understanding of what we are and how this is going to look at the office, then I’ll talk to them about it.”“You have no idea how much I appreciate that.”
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This office certainly didn’t lack for options when it came to food or drinks, an amenity I appreciated, among so many others. The moment I spotted the blue carton, I grabbed it off the shelf, and as I turned around, I collided with something.Something as hard and dense as brick.Something that smelled incredibly spicy.My gasp silenced as I met Easton’s stare, and I peeled my face off his shirt, a material that was the same color as his eyes.“I didn’t even hear you come in,” I said softly.He rubbed his short beard against my cheek before he kissed it. “I know. I can tell.”“You’re lucky I didn’t scream.”“Baby . . .” His fingertips nipped my waist. “Maybe that’s what I wanted.”I gently hit his arm, shoving him away. “We’re at work . . . remember?”He laughed as he backed up to the other side of the kitchen, leaning his butt into the edge of the counter as he looked at me.Why did he have to be so handsome?His hair was still wet from the shower we had shared this morning, a routin
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I tapped a pen against my desk. “Is that not the case?”“She was merely the messenger. That last day, those plans that have been made, they’re all me.”A flutter moved into my stomach, its long tendrils rising to my chest. “All you, huh?”“My assistant doesn’t know the things you’re into or the places you’d like to see.”I scanned each of the spots we were visiting.“For example,” he continued, “when we were at your place the other day and you were in your room, packing up your overnight bag to take to my condo, I checked out your bookshelf. There were a few titles about World War II—both fiction and nonfiction on there. So I booked us a tour of the Jewish Museum, thinking you would enjoy that as much as me.”My eyes closed, my head shaking.This man.My God.“Mr. Boston, you’re quite the thoughtful one.”“I accept all forms of appreciation as long as they involve your mouth.”“You’re too much,” I said, laughing, and I hung up.The moment I set my phone down, I reached for my cell.Me
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“Give me a job, Drake. I’m just standing here, useless.”I laughed at his description and nodded toward the beer section. “Pilsner. Find us a good one. And stick with cans, so we don’t have to fuss with a bottle opener.”He disappeared down the aisle, and I meandered over to the bread, finding what looked like a rye-wheat, the aroma telling me it was freshly baked. And last, for dessert, I picked up a slice of Black Forest cake.I met Easton at the counter, where we set all the food and beer.“Don’t even think about it,” he said as I began to take out my wallet.“But this was my idea. Please let me pay.”“This entire trip, including the dinner, is on Hooked.” He kissed the side of my forehead. “I’m paying.” He handed his corporate card to the older woman and put his arm around my waist.She silently ran his card through the machine once I selected the appropriate number of plastic bags we would need to buy, and I bagged our food, adding napkins and wooden forks and knives. “Beautiful
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I glanced toward the water. “But the happiness extends far beyond my employment. I feel it every second while I’m with you. Just know that.”His fingers slid into my hair, his palm staying on my cheek. “You know what I’ve noticed about the professional side of you?” He paused, but he wasn’t looking for a response. “You have this quality that I’ve never seen in another leader. It’s the way you encourage, motivate. It’s almost like you put the listener in a trance and suddenly they’re eating cherry cake and they don’t even realize it until they swallow.”I laughed. “I’m a pusher.”“But you do it silently.” His stare deepened. “And you’re so down-to-earth, so humble, it comes across effortlessly. Like some of the times I’ve seen you with the coders and David. Rather than pull up a chair to their desk, you kneel next to them on the floor. Not squat—your knees are literally resting on the carpet. Or the meetings you conduct on the beanbags with your shoes off and your laptop on your lap. P
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I just wanted to give her a warning in case she didn’t want my cum in her mouth.But all those words did was make her go harder. Deeper. Her hand grinding over the spit that had fallen toward my base, lubricating me as she thrust up and down.“Oh fuck!”My hips began to rock toward her mouth, reaching, climbing to that peak.She wasn’t coaxing it out of me.She was demanding.And I was there.That spot where the tingles left my sack and fired up my shaft, driving the blast through me.I fisted her hair, roaring, “Yes,” as the first shot came out of me, bucking forward and back, meeting her, as a second load hit her tongue, followed by a third.I couldn’t breathe.My whole body was this sensitive mix of warmth and vibrations.And she slowed down, ensuring she had every drop out of me before her lips left and her hand unleashed.I held her face the moment she rose and stared into her eyes, touching her throat as she swallowed me, a sight that was so fucking sexy.“Goddamn it, Drake. You
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“They’re missing you,” he replied. “We all are, but I know many of them have reached out since you left. You’ve been a lifesaver, I can tell you that. One issue after the next, and no one has been able to fill your role.”She beamed from the compliment. “Someone will come along soon, I’m sure of that. Regardless, I’m happy to help. I know what it’s like to need answers and not be able to get them. I’m always here for you guys.”“You should see what’s happening at work.” He shifted his stance. “You know, the rollout and how it’s all come together.” He shoved a hand into his pocket, and the other went to his chin, holding it as he looked at her. “We’ve done some initial testing across a few markets. You’d be so proud with the results.”Her head shook. “I’m thrilled it went so well. We worked hard on those designs. I’d be crushed if it wasn’t received the way I wanted.”“It’s going to launch across all markets in the next couple of months. I’ll ping you on Faceframe when it hits the US t
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Because before we’d left for Berlin, I had booked us a suite at the same hotel and paid for it personally, so I wouldn’t set off any alarms when our head of finance got the corporate credit card bill.Her brows rose. “Just for me?”“Well, for us, and then we’re being picked up to start our day of sightseeing. You know about the Jewish Museum, which we’re going to first. I’ve hired a private guide, so you can ask all the questions you want, and we won’t have to wait in any lines.” I rubbed my thumb across her lips. “We’ll then stop by Checkpoint Charlie, the Brandenburg Gate, the Wall Memorial—the required sites.” I paused, letting that settle in. “But aside from the museum, my most anticipated part of tomorrow is going to be the underground tour.”“Underground?” Her head tilted. “I’m intrigued.”“It’s a completely unexpected side of the city, where we’ll be shown war bunkers and air-raid shelters, and escape tunnels that were used during the war. The museum will show us one side of th
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