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“Jesus. Tell him it’s confirmed. I just heard back from them,” he says, tapping on the computer. “I was emailing you. Are you heading back to the office this afternoon? Alexandra wanted to have a quick project meeting.”
I glance at the clock on my laptop.
“I can be there in thirty minutes,” I say and start packing up.
It’s probably better if I leave when he is like this. His mood just gets worse.
“See you soon, chickie,” Cody chimes.
I leave my bags on my chair and head down to Knox’s office and watch from the doorway as he paces in front of the windows and yells on the phone.
When he turns and sees me, he ends the call.
“Close the door,” he growls and reaches for the cord that shuts the blinds.
“What are you doing?” I whisper. He walks over to me without saying a word and grips the side of my face as I gasp.
“Knox.”
“I’m going fucking insane,” he growls, his thumb rubbing the bottom of my lip and tugging it down. “I need to taste you. I need—”
“Don’t say it.” I close my eyes for a moment.
“Shit.” He steps away, dropping his arm.
I watch as he runs his hand over his hair a few times and bite my lip as it turns all mussed and sexy.
Then he spins around.
“Are you sleeping with anyone?” he asks suddenly, like a madman.
“No,” I reply, then frown. “Are you?”
“No, I’m not fucking anyone else. I can’t. And I don’t want to. I can’t stop jerking off thinking about you.”
I smile.
I can’t help it.
For the first time in weeks, I feel a little hope. Not that I can see a way out of this, but Knox Montgomery likes me.
He likes me a lot more than he realizes.
Not that it changes anything, so I let out a breath and focus back on work.
This is what we do.
Push pull.
“The venue is booked,” I tell him, and he nods, sliding his hands into his pants. “I’m heading back to the StoryCraft offices. I’ll...I’ll stay there for the rest of the week.”
His eyes dart back to mine.
“Why?” he grunts.
“So this is easier.” I point between us. “After the launch in two weeks, I’ll rarely be here. Once a month, for a meeting with Michael. It will be easier.”
I swallow, feeling the dread of barely seeing him. The reality of where there is actually heading sinking in.
