“Of course not.”
He stepped forward crowding her space and making her heart race. Being this close to him had the morning memory with him play over in her mind. She licked her lips. His eyes were drawn down to her mouth then moved up. The corner of his lips curled. “Can I have a taste?” Before she couldeven answer, his lips swiped her mouth in a soft velvety sweep.
It was fleeting but enough to make her want more. Any thought of holding strong to resisting Bogs was out the window. By the smile on his face, he knew it too. She tilted her head and moved forward but froze when she heard the booming voice echo through the building.
“Fucking now!”
Bogs rolled his eyes. “Bastard has no patience. We’ll have to pick this up later.” He clasped his fingers through hers and led her out of his office and across the hall. She followed closely, hoping that the remnants of her arousal were gone by the time she saw the other men.
The conference room was the same room they had taken her to last night. The only difference was a platter of bagels and muffins sat in the center. It had been picked over a bit. She followed Bogs around the table. He motioned for her to sit in the same seat from last night. She maneuvered around the table noticing T’s gaze locked on their clasped hands. When his stare rose, he looked angry. She immediately unfolded her fingers from Bogs and sat down. It was déjà vu as she faced off with T and Stone. She noticed a woman pop her head in the office door, smiling.
“Am I holding all calls?”
“Yeah,” T said as he opened a file. She was thankful his attention was somewhere other than on her.
“Hey Corissa, no banana chocolate?” Bogs asked with a grin. He had an amazing smile. It was flirty and sexy and when directed at her, it sent a wave through her, and usually caused a deep burning blush. It did nothing for her this time though because it was directed at the pretty blonde in the doorway instead.
“There were two.”
Bogs glared at the other two men in the room. “Damn vultures, man. You took ‘em both.”
The blonde giggled. “Got to get here on time, Bogs.” She winked at him and smiled over at Kenzie.
Kenzie turned to Bogs, who was grinning at the woman. The way he was looking at her made Kenzie wonder if there was or ever had been something between Bogs and the woman.
“Thought you woulda saved me one, Cor.”
“Next time.” Corissa turned to Kenzie and smiled again. “Hi there, I’m Corissa.”
She raised her hand and gave an awkward wave. “Hi. I’m Kenzie.”I was in his bed this morning naked with him. The thought caught her off guard. It was catty and so unlike her. She was generally secure with herself but seeing the way Bogs spoke to the blonde had a mean girl popping out.
“Nice to meet you. Can I get you some coffee or water?”
Great, and she was nice.
Kenzie tightened her lips in a strained smile. “No, thank you.”
Corissa nodded and turned to leave closing the door behind her.
Kenzie batted down the slight twinge of jealousy rising. She had no right to be jealous, she had no claim to him, and obviously being with her hadn’t meant much to him if he was blatantly flirting with the woman in front of her. She pushed her foot against the floor and created distance between her and Bogs. She stared across the table at the empty seat as her seat moved further away. The whole scene between him and the blonde was a shot to her pride.
She felt his eyes on her but she kept her gaze forward until T spoke.
“You’re fucked,” he said matter of fact.
She whipped her head to him. “What?”
He leaned closer, raised a brow and pointed at her. “You’re. Fucked.”
Stone sighed and pulled the seat out next to T and satdown. He nodded his chin at her but spoke directly to Bogs as though she wasn’t even there.
“Reached out to my buddy who does the fights sometimes. Had him give Dante a call. Fucking backfired. Now, I got fucking Dante blowing up my phone, wanting me to hand deliver her ass.” He hooked his thumb and motioned to Kenzie.
Oh fuck!Her stomach dropped and her breakfast was threatening to make an appearance.
“What if we just give back the money?” Kenzie blurted, inserting herself into the conversation.
Stone gave a mocking laugh. “You don’t fucking get it, sweetheart. It doesn’t matter. You could give back double the amount you fucking took and he won’t give a shit. He’s still going to make you pay for stealing from him in the first place. A chick walks into his place and walks away with twelve thousand dollars. You know what that says about him?”
