He raised his eyebrows. “I might be impressed.”
I shrugged. “So, what would the office say if they knew I was in a bath with Mr. Brittany?”
He laughed.
“Have, um…?”
“Yes?” he prompted.
“Have any of them taken a bath with Mr. Brittany?”
“I told you how I feel about interoffice relationships.”
“I know, but you broke that rule pretty quickly with me.”
“I’m aware.”
“Is it because I was a temp?”
“It’s because you’re you.”
I grinned. “You know, when you’re not the boss, you can be sort of romantic. But don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone.”
He smiled too and rested his head against the back of the tub. I watched him smoke with his eyes closed for a while. I’d thought he was handsome before, but now he was irresistible. I couldn’t understand how I was the one sitting there between his legs. Weren’t there women of all ages falling all over him? “That was an interesting conversation at dinner,” I said, trying to sound casual when actually I was fishing for information.
“Which one?” he asked.
“About you and Cathy.”
He grunted. “What’re you getting at?”
“I’m just wondering why you’re still single. I mean,” I paused, swallowing, “you are, aren’t you? When you said you were seeing someone—”
“Of course I was talking about you,” he said. “It was all in good fun.”
“Oh. Okay.”
He raised an eyebrow and opened his eyes. “If I had a girlfriend, she’d be sitting where you are right now. I’m not the type to fuck around.”
I looked down at his tone. “Good,” I said. “I’m glad to hear that.”
He closed his eyes again and continued smoking. I watched him, wondering what nerve I’d struck. Wondering why I didn’t want this night to end. Finally, he set down his cigar. “Do you want to go home tonight?” he asked.
I shifted against the back of the tub. “I will if you want me to.”
He lifted his head. “That wasn’t the question.”
I looked around the bathroom, chewing on the inside of my lip. It was the last thing I wanted. I knew I was getting into dangerous territory, but it was our only night together. “No,” I said after a moment. “I don’t want to.”
“Then you’ll stay the night.”
I nodded. “Okay.”
He stood up from the water. I blinked away quickly, reddening because it put me face to face with his cock. He grabbed two towels from the nearest rack and handed me one. I followed him into the bedroom and to the bed.
From behind, he stripped my towel away and kissed my shoulder. He squatted down. Before I could turn my head over my shoulder, he pushed me forward so I was folded over the bed. He licked me softly between the legs, and my body shuddered.
“Did he do this for you?” Dean asked.
