Suddenly, I felt Tess’s entire body tighten around me. Her muscles rippled inside her as she hit her climax. I thrust through it, determined to give her every bit of pleasure I could as she moaned.
I couldn’t deny myself any further. Fingers digging into her hips hard enough to leave marks, I spilled up into her.
She rolled off me, and the sheets shifted, and her phone fell to the ground. I reached for it, but she snatched it from me.
“I’m going to take a shower,” she said, gathering her clothes and practically fleeing the room.
I frowned. I thought we’d had a nice time.
As I showered, I replayed her words on how she didn’t like dating.
I had been under the impression that I was the exception. Clearly, that was not the case.
Or maybe she was weirded out by the whole boss thing. Should I suggest to her that I could find her a different job? Would that be crass? I would essentially be telling her I was firing her just so that I could fuck her guilt free.
Not that I didn’t want to fuck her guilt free, but I knew that what we had done last night and this morning could be a potential lawsuit if things went south between us.
You really shouldn’t have slept with her.But it had felt so damn good. I spun it over and over in my head as I pulled on a long-sleeved T-shirt and cargo pants.
I needed her again even though I’d just had her. But what if she was angry at me?
Maybe I should do something like cook her a nice breakfast.
I checked the time. It was late in the morning. Maybe I would order her brunch. That would get me points, right?
I almost ran into Tess when I stepped into the hallway. She stared up at me. I took a chance and leaned in to kiss her, satisfied when she melted against me.
“I was going to cook you brunch,” I murmured.
“You?”
“I was probably going to order it,” I admitted.
“I never did have my hamburger from yesterday,” she said as we walked to the open kitchen and living area where Enola and Annie were having a spinning contest on the barstools at the large island.
“You all want brunch?”
“We have the HOA meeting,” Annie said.
“I don’t think we need to attend that,” I said with a frown.
“Greg called. He said you would say that, and he also said payback would be swift and with extreme prejudice if anyone missed the HOA meeting.”
I looked up at the ceiling.
“It’s in ten minutes,” Enola prodded.
“You don’t have to go,” I told Tess.
“There are going to be snacks,” Enola said.
“Snacks!” Tess said happily. “Then what are we waiting for?”
The HOA meetingwas held on one of the amenity levels with a view of Central Park through large glass windows.
“Look at that brunch spread!” Tess said happily.
“Sponsored by Svensson Investment of course,” Greg was telling all the meeting attendees.
