It might be just for a moment in time, but it’s genuine. He makes me happy. Trying to taint it with my worries about things I can’t control makes no sense. The man has shown up for me in many ways already.
I deserve to give him a real chance.
In the elevator, I pull out my phone and text him.
We donated to the food bank?
Xander
We agreed to do that instead of a wedding reception.
We agreed? His off-handed comment in front of Saar and Celeste didn’t sound like a conversation leading to an agreement, but many are benefiting from that non-conversation, so I’m not going to argue.
Thank you.
Xander
Thank me later with your legs spread.
Jesus.
How do you know I’m not playing with myself already?
Xander
Don’t you dare!
Hm…
Xander
I swear to God, Coraline, don’t you dare touch yourself without me there. I’m in a fucking meeting.
Giggling, I enter our room and toe off my shoes.
Don’t worry, just one orgasm before you come. Enjoy your meeting.
I get changed into a T-shirt and leggings. I’m going to write a bit before I shower. As I pull the notebook out of my bag, someone knocks.
I smirk. No way he got here this fast. Has he bailed on his meeting?
But Xander has a key card. The thought comes too late, because I’m already pulling the door open.
And the surprise on the other side makes me wish I’d locked it instead.
Chapter 21
Xander
“Why is this meeting in my office?” I push off my desk, my chair rolling backward.
“Because you got married and never even as much as had a toast with us, asshole,” Caleb says, sauntering into my office with Cormac and Roxy.
Fuck. The last thing I want is to discuss my complicated arrangement with Cora. Especially the part on how it came about. They might have opinions, and at least one of them does, based on Roxy’s glare.
I’m half-hard from Cora’s sexy texts, and in no mood for this.
“I don’t remember drinking when you got married.” I narrow my eyes at Corm.
