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When we arrived at his apartment building, Jameson handed the driver a couple hundred dollars, then we exited the SUV.
“Is he gonna report back to your mom or anyone?”
“No. That’s what the cash was for.”
“Guess money can buy anything.”
“People love money, Brielle.”
That was true. We loaded into the elevator, and he pushed the button for the forty-second floor. When we got to his floor, he pushed in the key code to enter. Inside, he pushed the door shut and came up close to me as I kicked off my high heels. He closed the distance between us, and before I could think about what was happening, he brushed his lips with mine. Then, when I parted my lips, his tongue tangled with mine. It was bliss. Pure bliss.
I wanted to get lost in this moment. I did. But I stepped back. “We can’t. I’m sorry.”
“Why?”
“Because I came to do my job. I don’t want to make this complicated if something goes awry.”
“We don’t have to make it more than it is, Bri.”
“I know…”
He interrupted me. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.” He looked away like he felt embarrassed, but there was no reason to feel that way.
“It’s okay. You know what… I’m going to go take a shower, get into comfortable clothes, and come back out here.”
“I’m gonna do the same.”
I felt horrible for breaking the kiss, and now that it happened, I couldn’t stop thinking about how good it felt and the way his beard felt on my skin. Surely all I needed was a shower to cool off. Pulling all the pins out of my hair, I massaged my scalp and twisted it into a loose bun so I didn’t have to wash it.
I ran cool water over my body, washing the sweat away. Once I cooled down, I stepped out and wrapped myself in a towel, then dried off and pulled on a tank top with pajama pants.
I really wish he hadn’t kissed me. I wanted to kiss him back. I did. But that just makes things more complicated.
My hair remained in a messy bun as I padded out to the kitchen. Jameson hadn’t come out yet.I reached for the champagne bottle, and poured it into two glasses. I pulled the stool out, took a seat at the bar, and opened my laptop to check my email.
I heard feet padding on the floor, Jameson appeared shirtless, rubbing his hair with a towel. Damn him. Now he was taunting me.
“I poured you some if you want it.” I closed my laptop.
“Yeah, thanks.”
“I forgot to ask, what was your mom inviting me to, tomorrow?”
“Oh, my mom has Sunday dinners about twice a month. She likes to pretend we’re a happy family. Don’t worry, you don’t have to go. I’m sorry she brought it up to you.”
“I don’t have plans.” I stumbled on my words. “I can go with you.”
“Honestly, it’s fine.”
“Don’t be a dick, Titan.”
“I’m not.”
“You are because for once, you didn’t get your way. Has anyone ever said no to you?”
He didn’t answer.
“I thought so.” I got off the stool and walked to where he was standing on the other side of the island. “I’m going to Sunday dinner with you, and you are gonna act like you are enjoying it, even though now you hate me.”
