I had a feeling that the promise of spending a week making comic books with his heroes would be right up his alley, even with his homebody tendencies these days. It could be just the thing to force a little independence on him. And maybe we could sponsor Liam to go too, to make it a little less scary.
“That sounds amazing! I’ll definitely check it out.” I grabbed my phone. “What’s the name?”
Grace laughed. “Camp Comix, with anX. Making it very clear what they’re about.”
“Noted,” I chuckled as I screenshotted their website as a reminder. “And thanks for the idea.”
Logan drifted over to us. “New ideas at this hour? I’m impressed you’re still brainstorming.”
“Can’t stop, won’t stop,” Grace said brightly. “I’m heading out, but it was great seeing you again, Nina. You’re a perfect addition to the team!”
I bit back a smile as Logan slid his arm around me. His mood had shifted entirely since this morning’s breakfast fiasco.
“In more ways than one,” he added, giving me a little squeeze while using his free hand to wave goodbye to some other people who were leaving. “I know it’s getting late, but I still have one more thing I need to do back in my office. Can you give me fifteen?”
“You’re my Uber; I don’t have much choice,” I replied. “And I have plenty to do while I wait, so no worries.”
I set up on the couch across from his desk, ready to dig into the camp background to make sure it was just right for our budding artist.
I paused at my instinctive word choice.Ourartist.
Yeah, that felt right.
“What are you smiling at?” Logan asked me from behind his laptop.
“Why are you watching me and not working?” I teased.
“Because it’s impossible tonotwatch you,” he replied quickly. “Especially with your skirt hiked up like that.”
I hadn’t even realized I was displaying half of my upper thigh. I decided to take advantage of the obvious hunger in his eyes because I’d been fighting off my own horny fantasies all day. Seeing him in boss mode did things to me. And when he rolled up his sleeves?
Take me now.
“You mean this skirt?” I teased, drawing up it even higher and lifting my leg in the air like a ballet dancer.
“Don’t,” he cautioned. He shifted in his seat like he was preparing to pounce on me.
“And why not?” I caressed my leg and posed prettily, blinking innocently at him.
“Because if you do, I’m going to have to come over there and take what’s mine,” he said in a low voice.
“Oh?” My pulse sped up, but I played it off. I leaned back and fully reclined on the couch, swirling my legs in the air playfully.
Ilovedmaking a billionaire wait.
“There’s no time. We need to get home,” Logan said in a strained voice.
“Do we, though? Josie texted me to let me know that Diana and Liam are staying for dinner.”
The words were barely out of my mouth before he was on top of me, covering my neck with kisses as his hands dove under my skirt.
“I can’t control myself around you,” he breathed against my neck. “I swear my dick was hard all day watching you present. Very unprofessional of you to come into my office looking this sexy.”
I laughed and bit his earlobe. “Yes, my blouse and skirt from Club Monaco are absolutely scandalous. Maybe you should stop fantasizing about your employees, sir.”
“I’m not.” Logan drew back to stare into my eyes. “I’m fantasizing about mywife.”
Well, fuck.
