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One of his hands slips around behind me, and he grips one of my ass cheeks and pulls me tight against him. There’s no mistaking how he feels. His erection is thick and long and so damn hard, and I’m quickly catching up.

He presses himself against me, groaning as he grinds his dick against mine. “God, I want you.” His voice is like gravel. “I—”

We both jump when someone knocks on Cooper’s door.

“What!” he snaps, irritated by the interruption.

“Cooper, if you don’t mind, can I have my employee back so we can wrap up our meeting?” It’s Shane.

Cooper releases me and takes a step back. “Tonight,” he says, keeping his voice low. “I’ll be at your place around ten-thirty.” And then he opens the door.

Thank goodness Shane’s not standing there to witness my humiliation.

Without looking back, I head for the dining room. Fortunately, my growing erection is no longer a problem. Shane interrupting us was like getting a bucket of cold water in the face.

I’m going to see Cooper again tonight, just the two of us alone in my apartment. I try not to get too excited. I’ve already been burned by him twice. How desperate do I have to be to give him another chance to let me down?

Pretty desperate, I guess. Because I can’t make myself walk away.

Chapter 17 – Cooper

I bide my time for the rest of the afternoon and evening. Beth tries not to show it, but she’s shaken by the events of today. Howard Kline was in her safe space—the bookstore. Of course, that’s going to affect her. Shane spends the rest of the afternoon and evening at her side, trying to distract her, promising he has the situation under control, assuring her she has nothing to worry about.

I take a shower a few minutes before ten, and afterward I pack a small duffle bag with a change of clothes, lube, and condoms. I’m sure Sam has lube and condoms, but I’m sure as hell not going to leave that to chance. I don’t want anything messing tonight up.

I’m heading into the foyer when Shane comes out of the kitchen. He eyes my duffle bag. “Going somewhere?”

“Yes.” My heart starts racing.

“I assume you’re on your way to Sam’s?”

I nod, not restating the obvious.

“You’re asking for trouble, Cooper. I told you not to get involved with him. You won’t be able to keep this under wraps forever, you know. Eventually, it will come out. Either that, or Sam’s going to get hurt. He’s good for Beth. Shelikeshim. Don’t fuck this up for her.”

Sam’s already been hurt.

“Shane, he’s—I’ve never felt this way about anyone before. Please don’t ask me to stay away from him.”

“I just don’t want either one of you getting hurt.”

I’m afraid it’s too late for that. “I know. I’ll be careful.”

* * *

I take the private elevator down to Sam’s floor. When I knock on his door, it opens immediately. I take that as a good sign. He was expecting me—waiting for me. “I was afraid you might have changed your mind.”

“I nearly did,” he says as he steps back so I can enter. “I almost texted you twice to tell you not to bother.”

He’s wearing a pair of red plaid flannel shorts and a white T-shirt featuring a pink unicorn with a glittery horn seated beneath a rainbow. I think he’s trying to make a statement.

I get it, Sam. You’re out and proud.

But we’re not all so lucky.

Sam eyes my duffle bag. “Planning to stay a while?”

I drop it just inside the door. “I just wanted to be prepared in case you decide I can spend the night. Have you? Decided, I mean.”