Chapter 22

KATE

The night was terrible. I could barely sleep. I spent the whole night thinking about him and torturing myself, imagining he was with that blonde. There was also the damn weekend trip.

He still hadn't arrived. His schedule for the day showed nothing important, just a lunch appointment with some Japanese executives. That meant he would have plenty of time to annoy me.

How will I be able to keep working here? It was so hard to hold back from saying everything he needed to hear. But it was even harder to restrain myself from jumping on him. How was it possible that just looking at him got me excited? I think I was going crazy. I missed him at night. And the fact that he had been in my bed didn't help either. I keep replaying that scene. Tied up, blindfolded, and fucked by him. I wish I could do the same to him and get back at him, even though it was my fault for letting it happen.

"Miss Collins?" I blinked; he was standing right in front of my desk with an arched eyebrow. "Here, we