Not that Ryo would call it a date.
Smiling, I glanced at my watch. Soon I would have that feisty man in front of me so I could tell him how she’d been lying. I have slept with people, but I’d never tied myself down.
I’d never wanted to.
Until I saw Ryo standing stonily at Wolf’s back.
He was stunningly delicious, and I wanted a bite before I fucking devoured him.
When the door opened, Cassandra walked in with a sultry smile as Bradshaw followed behind her.
Resting my arse against my desk, I crossed my arms over my chest. “Tell me why you think you’re allowed to speak to anyone about me and my sex life?”
Cassandra stilled, the smile falling away. She glanced behind her at Bradshaw, who’d closed the door and leaned against it.
“I-I don’t know what?—”
“Cut the crap. Why did you tell Ryo I’m with many people and ask him to join you and I in bed?”
Instantly, her features morphed from fearful to annoyed before she snapped, “Maybe you’d pay me more attention if I brought him in. I saw the way youdrooledover that man.”
“That man?”
“An Asian? Really, Link? I never thought they’d be your type.”
Shaking my head, I smirked.What a dumb, racist bitch. “You don’t know me, and you never will. You’re fired.”
“You can’t?—”
Straightening, I snarled, “I fuckin’ can and I fuckin’ will. Shut your goddamn mouth before I staple it closed. Leave, and if I ever find out you’ve violated your NDA, I’ll take your life.”
“But—”
“Leave,” I roared.
Bradshaw grabbed her arm and yanked her back. He opened the door and led her out.
Fucking bitch. I knew I shouldn’t have slept with her, but I’d been lonely that night, and she’d been willing and available.
It seemed my choice had bitten me on the arse and nearly lost me the chance to get to know Ryo more.
It’d been decades since anyone had caught my interest at first sight. Hell, I couldn’t even remember the last time that happened.
Not that it mattered right now, anyway, I needed to get moving.
For my date.
Fuck me, but there was that giddy swell inside me like some lovesick schoolboy with his first crush.
Could I possibly get Ryo to kiss me under the make-believe bleachers?
Snorting, I smiled and rolled my eyes. He’d probably cut my head off if I asked.
I’d have to wait and see what type of reception he gave me after hearing what I had to say.
My phone chimed on the way to my bathroom.
Travis:
