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I nod, happy to tell. Happy there’s someone to even tell it to. “Back when I first asked Kingston if I could run Las Vegas, he said no.”
“Why?” she asks in surprise.
“He knew the path I was on, where I eventually wanted to end up, but he said he needed a second opinion before he’d decide.”
“He didn’t trust you?”
“It’s not that, no. I mean, I thought that’s what his problem was, but later I realized that it was me. I thought I was ready, but I wasn’t. Kingston knew that. So, he had me pack a bag, and he sent me to Boston to shadow Angie for three months.”
Her eyes widen. “Three months?”
“If I could convince her I could do the job, then he’d promote me. If not, then I’d be back behind the desk training interns for another year.”
“You two must have hit it off, then.”
“Oh, not at first.” I smile. “She hated me.”
Paige chuckles. “Why?”
“Why not? I was a dumb kid; thought I knew everything. She saw right through me. Never gave me an inch. But I knew that if I was really going to make something of myself, then I had to earn her trust, so I did.” I pause, taken back by the memories. “I couldn’t have asked for a better mentor. She changed my life.”
“Did you guys ever...” Paige hesitates with a smirk. “You know...”
“No,” I answer as I push a lock of her hair behind her ear. “I only break the rules for you, you know that.”
Paige smiles; those kissable lips far too enticing to ignore. I glide my fingers up her cheek, guiding her toward me until our lips touch. Her breasts drag across my chest as I pull her on top of me. Our legs entwine beneath the covers. Her hair falls over her eyes to touch my face. We kiss until we can’t breathe, until our bodies spark urges neither of us can deny.
She pushes herself up, purposefully breaking the kiss. “Now?” she asks.
“Not yet,” I say, desperate to bring her back to me.
She flexes her arms, successfully holding herself up. “Now,” she says, no longer a question.
I sigh as I release her. “All right,” I say.
Paige slides off, but stays close to me. “What are we doing, Oli?” she asks.
“I don’t care,” I answer as I turn onto my side to face her. “I just want you.”
“This can’t last.”
“Sure, it can.”
“How?”
I run my finger down her arm toward her naked hip. “I don’t care.”
She chuckles. “Not really the practical, actionable answer I’d expect from the Company Liaison.”
“Okay, how about this?” I kiss her forehead before going on. “No one has to know,” I say.
“Oli...”
“This doesn’t affect our work,” I say. “We’re not hurting anybody.”
“But—”
“It’s no one’s business but ours.”
