His hand rested on the table, the same place where he’d made me come.A mark of wetness just below his fingers.His brows furrowed. “About?”“Us.”“What about us?”A few feet away, I leaned my butt against the edge of the wood. When that didn’t feel comfortable enough, I gripped it with both hands. “You’re my boss.” I took a breath. “I’m your intern.”“How is that worthy of a conversation?”“I just have to think that”—I pointed at the space between us—“what happened tonight is going to change things a bit.”My heart hammered, and I didn’t know why.“You mean, you think we’re going to be together now?” He huffed, like he couldn’t believe I was wasting his time. “Come on, Hannah. You just said it yourself; you’re my intern. Your uncle signs my paychecks. When I have issues, I go to your cousin to resolve them. I thought we were on the same page about this. I didn’t take you for a girl who caught feelings after a few orgasms.” His eyes narrowed, the hardness returning, where just minutes
One that goaded me.Jesus fucking Christ.I was done with this conversation.“With the Kennedy trial over, what else do you have for me?” I asked Dominick. “One of your clients must be neck deep in some shit, no?”“Things are unprecedentedly”—he grinned—“quiet at the moment.” He swished his scotch around in its glass. “Jenner’s been grumbling about some issues that have popped up in his world, so there’s a chance he’s going to be keeping you very busy.”I rubbed my hands together. “I’m ready.”Silence settled across the table, and Kendall stood from her seat. “Excuse me, guys. I need to go to the ladies’ room.”“I’ll join you,” Hannah said.Hannah got up from her chair, linking arms with Kendall, her black pants tightening across her perfect ass as she walked through the bar.This was my chance to be free of her, yet my eyes were still on her.Watching.Dreaming.Fuck me.When my stare returned to Dominick, he was looking at me.“What?” I asked.He rested his forearms on the table, hi
“Something has crawled up your ass since the day Hannah walked into your office. Men like you show rage when they’re trying to fight an attraction. I know how you work. How? Because it takes one to know one.” His hand lifted to his chin. “Here’s what I’m going to say about that. Hannah has about as much experience with men as she does with law. She’s innocent. Wholesome. What she doesn’t need is a man who fucks a different woman every night, who’s going to toss her the second he conquers her.” When his hand dropped, he brought his drink up to his mouth. “Like her brother, I’ve protected her my whole life, and that’s never going to stop.”“You’re reading this all wrong.”“Am I?” He set down the scotch, his eyes now challenging me. “If so, then just consider this a warning. But if I’m right about this, then also consider this a warning.”What had happened with Hannah in the alley was a mistake. A night I had misjudged, and it shouldn’t have happened due to how much she had apparently dr
“They’re things we never do again … like coming a fourth time against the window in the conference room.”I’d slipped in the reminder, just to see if there was a change in her eyes.The flame was there.One that smoldered as low as her cheeks before she made it disappear.I leaned into her ear, watching her chest freeze, hearing her breath hitch. “How many days were you sore? Can you still feel me, or is that ache long gone?”God, I was a mean motherfucker.She pulled away, putting several inches between us.But that didn’t stop me from saying, “What a feeling it must be to know you’ve had the best and there isn’t another man out there who will ever make you feel like me.”She shook her head. “You’re vile and so full of yourself.”“And?”“And I’m repulsed by you.”I smiled. “Good. Then, we can both agree that we just need to survive this internship. You stay the fuck out of my hair, out of my office, and off my tip.” I pushed my back against the seat, grabbing her dirty martini and sh
I went over to the fridge and grabbed myself a beer, taking a long sip before I straddled one of the stools. “I’m going to paint you a scenario.”“All right.”Why was my brain conjuring up these questions when Declan had been such a bastard to me?Why, when his words had sliced me open, the wound still fresh and raw, did I want more from him?Why, when I had proof that he’d been with Madison, was I somehow able to see past that?I didn’t know.But what I did know was my knowledge of men was limited, and I didn’t understand the opposite sex at all. Not the way they thought, how they reacted, or how they processed. I couldn’t work through this on my own. I needed help, someone on the inside, and Oaklyn wasn’t that person. Since I couldn’t have this conversation with my brother, that left Ford.“There’s this girl and guy who meet one random night. Things happen between them. Physically, I mean. Think sparks, like the Fourth of July, loads of chemistry, breaking down barriers like they ne
I was in the middle of sorting through one of Declan’s files when the phone on my desk rang. When a call came from an interoffice line, it showed who the caller was. In this instance, it was from the office directly behind me, the door closed, the dickhead tucked inside his dark chamber.I sucked in a deep breath and picked up the receiver. “This is Hannah—”“I need you.” Declan’s voice was rough, deep. A mix between a lion and a Rottweiler. At first, I was semi-excited by his choice of greeting until he said, “Get in my office now,” and I knew I was about to face a rabid pack leader.He hung up before I could respond.I placed the receiver back in the cradle and pushed myself out of my chair, finding a steadiness on my heels before I hurried to his door. I didn’t bother to knock—it would only waste more time—and I found myself no longer breathing the second our eyes connected.Since it was nearing the end of the day, his tie was slightly loosened, and his jacket was off. The sleeves
Hannah,You’re the best babysitter in the whooole world. I’m gonna miss you tons and tons now that I have a nanny. You’d better come by often to make cupcakes.Daddy says he’s proud of you for kicking butt at the trial.Love you,EveThe warmth on my face was as honest as ever as I held the card against my chest. I would certainly miss seeing Everly as often as I had been, but this decision was best for the both of us.I set the card inside my purse and took out my phone.MeThe flowers are absolutely gorgeous. Thank you. That was such a thoughtful gift, Ford.FordEve also picked you out a purse, but she wants to give you that in person. My daughter already has extremely expensive taste—Lord help me. She took me straight into Gucci and told the sales associate exactly what she wanted.MeLOL. I swear she’s my child—in a non-creepy way, of course.FordI don’t disagree. How are things going today?I felt a heat burning across my back and glanced over my shoulder.Declan hadn’t moved,
She was worth it; I could understand it, as the girl was gorgeous.But that didn’t help the rage erupting in my body.Nor did these three fools.I tossed the pieces of cookie into the trash—it wasn’t nearly as good as anything Hannah baked—and went over to their small group. “Shouldn’t you be working?”They turned silent with a bit of shock on their faces.“What I’m looking at right now is a bunch of fuckoffs, gossiping like some fucking hens, clucking about shit you shouldn’t be talking about.” I took a final drink of my coffee and threw the paper cup in the trash. “I’m sure the Dalton brothers would be pissed to hear that you’re wasting the firm’s billable hours, talking about how badly you want to fuck their younger cousin.” I nodded toward the door. “Get to work. Now.”They said nothing.They just filed out, one by one, until I was left alone with the caterer.I thought the quietness would be a relief. I thought I’d find some satisfaction in putting those boys in their place.I di