The back of my neck feels like I’m being branded. “Hey,” I say nervously and loudly so Zane can hear me.
“What the fuck are you doing in Zane’s office?” he questions.
“I saw him when I was going to the bathroom.” I try not to stutter. “He said I could use his office if I wanted to.” I shrug. “Then I got a call from my guy, so I shut the door for privacy,” I tell him as he looks at me. “Are you trying to spy on me?” I shake my head and step as far as I can from Zane’s office. “I’m telling Mom on you, and Ariella,” I add, moving away from the door and hoping he follows me. “It’s creepy.”
“I was not spying on you,” he hisses. “I was going to the bathroom and then I saw you.”
“Jaxon,” Kirby shouts from down the hall, “it’s your turn!”
“Hurry, hurry,” I say to him as he looks up and we head back out together. I look over my shoulder, hoping no one catches Zane, and thanking God we dodged another bullet.
twenty-seven
Zane
Her voice pitches high, and I know she’s bumped into someone. I slowly advance to the door and hear Jaxon’s voice. I turn around in a circle, taking in the office and wondering if I should hide in the bathroom, but then that’s fucking creepy. I try not to move too much, in case I bump into something. My heart hammers in my chest and I want to kick myself for putting her in this position, but I couldn’t take being around her and not being able to touch her. It was fucking torture, and I hated every second of it. So what did I do? I texted her and told her to meet me in my office. I planned to just take a moment alone with her to tell her how beautiful she was, but just like always with her, we went skyrocketing to the fucking moon. What started out as a sweet innocent kiss ended with her on her knees.
Now she was outside my office door with her brother arguing, and I was thinking about hiding under my fucking desk.
“I was going to the bathroom and then I saw you,” Jaxon argues with her and then I hear Kirby shouting for him. I look up to the ceiling and breathe a sigh of relief when the voices move away from my office.
The phone buzzes from my pocket and I take it out to see it’s a text message from her.
Beautiful Goddess:
Coast is clear. I think...
Me:
You think…
Beautiful Goddess:
Well, at least from my brother and anyone who would have seen me come out of your office.
Me:
I aged ten years.
Beautiful Goddess:
Great, so now you’re a grandfather. I’m not sure I’m down to date a grandfather. A Zaddy sure, but a Grandzaddy doesn’t sound appealing to me.
I shake my head and go over to the door and walk out without showing any guilt. I think it works, especially since my head is down and I’m pretending I’m texting.
I head back into the room and look around to see if I can find Victoria. She’s standing with Eric and his wife as they laugh at something. My feet are moving toward her and the minute I can clearly hear her laugh, my cock gets hard again. “Hey,” I say, and she looks over at me. Her beautiful face takes my breath away. Her smile goes just a touch bigger when she sees me. Her lips are glistening and all I want to do is grab the back of her head and kiss the shine away.
“Hi,” she replies, and I can see her chest rising and falling a bit faster than normal, and I can’t help the grin that fills my face.
“Is everyone enjoying tonight?”
“No,” Eric’s wife, Shelly, says, and I look over at her and see her laughing. “My feet hurt, and I’d rather be sitting on a beach doing anything but this.”
I chuckle at her. “You and me both.”
“It’s always fun to get out and dress up a bit,” Victoria shares and I feel a bit guilty because I’ve never taken her out on a proper date. It’s usually the two of us either at my house or at hers. Mainly my house and it consists of watching television, fucking, or walking on the beach. “Not always but sometimes. As someone who wears heels to work, sometimes twice a year is good enough.” She holds her purse in front of her.
“Oh, there you are,” Jill says, rushing to my side. “It’s your turn at the blackjack table.”
