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Thankfully, I’m wearing one of my sexier bras so there’s that.
I really expected Rogue to leave, to get bored and wait outside for Possum to finish, but he didn’t. Instead, he watched like a hawk. And when he growled at what I was charged, my stomach did a little flip-flop.
Every sane part of me reminds me that he’s my employer, and the growl didn’t mean anything. Then there’s the insane parts of me that can’t help but wonder if there was more to it than that.
No. Rogue wouldn’t cross that line.
I reach for the remote and turn off the TV. When I got home, I turned on Bones and ate leftover chicken casserole in the hopes that it would distract me from my thoughts. Newsflash… it didn’t work.
After washing my dirty dish, I set it on a towel on the counter to dry and make my way to the bathroom. I undress and admire my new ink in front of the bathroom mirror. I wasn’t blowing smoke up Possum’s ass. He’s a genius with a tattoo gun, and I’m lucky he had an opening on such short notice.
I slip on my silk camisole and sleep shorts before going to the bedroom and flipping on the small TV. I queue up Bones again and settle back into the mattress. After three episodes, my eyelids start to droop. I don’t bother fighting sleep; I let it pull me under.
A loud knock startles me, and I edge out of bed. Grabbing my knife on my way out of the bedroom, I inch toward the sound as the knocking increases. I peek through the peephole and unlock the door before yanking it open.
“What are y?—”
Rogue pulls me against his chest, smashing his mouth down on mine. The knife slips out of my hand and falls to the floor with a thud, interrupting our first kiss. He slowly pulls back, but his hold on me remains tight.
“I’ve been waiting to do that since the first time you walked into my bar.”
“Took you long enough.”
Rogue picks me, and I wrap my legs around his hips, locking my ankles at his back. His hands grip my ass as he swiftly moves through my apartment. He tosses me on the bed and reaches over his head to yank off his shirt. Saliva pools in my mouth as I take in the six-pack that’s revealed when his shirt hits the floor.
“Clark Kent,” I say breathlessly.
Rogue’s eyes snap to mine. He grabs my ankle and pulls me to the edge of the bed. “Clark Kent… Are you seriously talking about another man right now?”
Swallowing the lump in my throat, I trace his muscles with my fingertips. “Yes, Clark Kent. I’ve always thought you were hiding a hard body like Superman under that Clark Kent disguise.”
“Hmm.” Rogue licks his lips as he unbuckles his belt and whips it out of the loops on his pants. “I guess I’m okay with that.” He methodically pops the button on his jeans and slides the zipper down. I scoot back on the mattress as he crawls over me. “Where are you going?”
I reach up and pull his head down to mine. “Nowhere.”
His lips meld mine, and I open my mouth slowly, granting his tongue access. Rogue dominates the kiss, and I groan when his fingertips brush my nipple.
“You like that, baby?”
Before I can answer, he nips and sucks on my neck, and his hand snakes under my top. I hiss when he pinches the sensitive peak which tightens in response.
“Rogue.” I thread my fingers in his hair and pull his head down to my chest, silently commanding him to take the ache away.
“Greedy thing, aren’t you?” His mouth curves up. “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you.”
“Hurry.”
Rogue’s hand immediately stops its assault. “Who’s in charge?”
“You.”
“Fucking right.”
Rogue kisses his way down my body. Peeling my shorts and panties down slowly, his hands push my legs apart, and he settles in between them, staring at my pussy like it’s a grand prize. I swear I’m going to combust if he doesn’t touch me soon.
“Please.”
“I like it when you beg.”
