“Ohmygod, shut up.”I burrowed deeper into the blanket, hiding from my shame.
“What are the fucking odds of that?Was it awkward?Is he still hot?”
My cheeks warmed.“I mean, I was definitely awkward, but he was great.Super professional.”I winced.“Maybe a little flirty.And yes, he’s still extremely attractive.”
“Oooh, flirty?”
“Yep.After I assumed he couldn’t possibly be my boss and insulted him, he wouldn’t stop teasing me.”
Marco let out a booming laugh.
I scowled.“It’s so not funny.I was mortified.”
“But I take it he wasn’t offended?”
“No, he was super sweet.Totally brushed it off.He’s got this super easy-going personality—definitely not something I would have expected from someone in his position.”
“Mhm, and what other positions would you like to get him in, Ms.Callie?”
“Ugh, stop.Our relationship is completely professional.”
Marco snorted.“Professional my ass.You have fantasized about that man for nearly six years.How many times were you fucking Hugh while thinking about the snack in the suit who captured your sweet little eighteen-year-old heart?”
I bit my lip, remembering the heat in Emmett’s gaze as he dropped me off at my desk this morning.There was no denying it.We had chemistry—intense chemistry.I had felt it back then, and I felt it today.Now that we were working together, that spark seemed impossible to ignore.
“Maybe,” I conceded.“But it doesn’t matter.I’m there to do a job, not fall for my boss.”
Even as I said it, I knew it wouldn’t be that simple.I’d never been able to forget that encounter in the dorm lobby.And now that our lives were intertwined, my hormones were in overdrive.
“Agreed,” he said.“Don’t fall for him.But definitely fuck him.”
I squeezed my eyes shut.“I feel like I could fuck anything that moved right now.”
Marco choked on his wine.“Jesus Christ, Cal.Warn a guy before you say shit like that.”
I laughed and took a large sip—a gulp, really—from my glass.
“It’s only been, what?Two weeks?You can’t be that desperate yet.”
“You try going five years having sex whenever you want, then just…not!”
“Pass.”
“Exactly.”
“Well, I’m sorry.I can’t help you.You’re, ya know, pretty and all that, but?—”
“I know, I know.Stick up my ass.”
“True, but that’s not what I was going to say.Can’t cross that line with you, babe.You’d never get over me, and then our friendship would be ruined.”
“Oh, shut up.I don’t want to fuckyou.”
He gasped in mock outrage.“I am highly offended.”
Just then, my phone vibrated.“Saved by the buzz.”
I expected it to be a notification from social media or a spam email.But when I saw the name on the screen, my stomach clenched.
