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To give him credit, he looked embarrassed.

“He did a good job of selling you to me.” I groaned. “I mean, your agency.”

He bit his lip to hide a smile.

“Gotcha.”

“Are you here for the conference?”

“Yeah. It’s my first time. You?”

“Second.”

“It sounds like we’re about to spend some time together, Mr. Van Stern.”

I moved my gaze away from him and drank my two fingers of scotch in one go.

“It seems that way.”

He chuckled. “Just so you know, I don’t sleep with clients.”

“It’s not the sleeping I’m worried about.”Way to show your hand, Van Stern. Why don’t you just tell him to go up to your room, get naked, and be on his knees by the time you get up there?

My eyes met his in the mirror. He took a sip of his beer. My cock filled as I stared at his mouth around the rim of the bottle. He licked his lips.

I remembered that sinful tongue too well.

Since that night, I’d jerked off more than a few times to thoughts of him. It had been the only thing I’d indulged in because unlike most of my day-to-day life, my thoughts were my own.

“What are you doing for dinner?” he asked.

“Not you.”

“Ouch. My heart bleeds.”

“Funny. I didn’t think you had one.” I winked.

“And look at that, it’s like you know me inside out.” His smirk made me want to break the rules.

You can look but not touch.

I repeated it.You can look but not touch.

This was going to be a nightmare weekend.

“Come on, Lior,” he said, drawing out my name. “Let’s have some food and talk business. My brothers will love me forever if I get more intel to help them put together the concept for your summer courses promotion.”

Noah

“Not here. I’m not in the mood to get sucked into a business conversation,” Lior said.

I stood from the stool a little too eagerly, placing me directly face-to-face with Lior. The top buttons on his white shirt were undone, showing some of that sexy salt-and-pepper chest hair I hadn’t gotten a chance to appreciate properly that night.

I lowered my voice so only he could hear. “Want me all to yourself, Mr. Van Stern?”

He placed a couple of bills on the bar and gave me a look that sent a thrill through my spine. “You can’t help yourself, can you?”

I shook my head.