I try to laugh it off, but the sound comes out weird. “I can handle it. It’s not like I’m actually going to do anything. With either of them.”
Riley gives me a look. “Famous last words.”
I drain my glass, set it down, and say, “Let’s talk about the apartment instead. Anything but this.”
She smiles. “Deal. But seriously. Don’t fuck the bosseswhilethey’re your bosses. Past encounters don’t count.”
I nod but don’t promise, because if any of them offered it, I’m not sure I could physically restrain myself.
However, I think I’ll keep that one to myself.
Chapter 10
Beck
Islept with Maddy, and no one knows. I don’t even know ifsheremembers.
And it’skillingme.
The memory floods my brain as I tap my pen against the break room table. I’m in here because I couldn’t stand the shitty EDM music coming from Adrian’s office rattling our shared wall. Something is bugging him. That’s theonlytime he listens to that music.
But I don’thave the patience for it. Not on a fucking Monday morning.
I head for the coffee pot, just asshewalks in, hair up, tight blouse, and her bag strap slung right in between her perky little tits. Her focus is dialed to eleven, so she almost doesn’t see me.
But the second she does, her posture changes, eyes growing wide.
“Maddy,” I say, cheerful. “You look nice today.”
She grins tightly, then moves straight to the mug rack. There’s a row of branded glass mugs, and we both reach for the same one and our fingers brush.
Absolutely on purpose by yours truly.
I don’t let go. “We could arm wrestle for it,” I tease her. “Winner gets caffeine, loser has to work reception with Marissa for an hour.”
She laughs, her eyes sparking in a way that causes my cock to twitch. “You’d lose. I may seem nice, but I’m actually full of rage.”
“Oh, I’d like to see that,” I wriggle my brows at her.
She holds my gaze. The moment hangs there, her knuckles against mine.
I’ve beenwaitingfor this moment.
But then the door swings open.
And I begin to pour us both coffee, like nothing happened.
Marissa enters, all red blazer and forced smile, radiating all her vicious energy right in my direction. “Morning!” she chirps, moving toward the fridge. “Don’t mind me, just grabbing my shake. It’s good to seeyouin here, Beck.” She gives me a look that makes me want to run the other direction.
She edges past us and somehow manages to brush Maddy’s arm with her own. It’s enough to fully destabilize her, and her elbow knocks the mug out of my hand. And my coffee, predictably, chooses her blouse as its final resting place.
Time slows as Maddy gasps, clutching the burning hot fabric away from her chest.
“Holy shit!” she erupts.
“Oh no!” Marissa’s hand flies to her mouth. “I’msoclumsy today.” She grabs for the napkins, gathering a whole wad. “Here, let me.”
She dabs at Maddy’s shirt with urgency, all while cooing concern. Over her shoulder, she says, “I think we have a Tide pen in the supply closet.” Then, lower, just for Maddy. “Don’t get caught up in him. He gets bored easily.”
