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He’s silent a beat. “Carrie. My brother is tough. When he gets kicked, he takes the hit and homes in on a solution. He’s actually better when he’s bruised.”

“He went to see Elijah.”

“Yes,” he says. “Of course he went to see Elijah. Go do what you have to do and get your ass over here.”

We disconnect and I get to work. I need to be at Maxwell right now. That gets me closer to the moment Reid will be back by my side. My phone buzzes and I start taking client calls, explaining everything, even the merger. Fifteen minutes later, I have my coffee, and Reid sends me a text about Grayson Bennett. That he’s texting me calms my nerves more than the news about Grayson’s business being intact. We can survive this. We can survive anything.

An hour later, I’ve announced the merger to a packed room. “The rest of this craziness about Reid using a woman as a shield is a brutal attack by an enemy meant to hurt him and that means you. His girlfriend died. He has suffered that loss every day since and would have traded himself in a moment. He needs your support. We need your support.”

Cheers erupt and soon I’m done here and headed to the Maxwell offices with time to spare. I’m in the back of an SUV with Walker Security behind the wheel when I receive another text from Reid and this one is a picture of a golden retriever: Her name is Nikki. She’s two. Her owner died in a car accident. She’s an orphan like Kesha.

I want to ask him a million questions, but I focus on the dog and type: When can we see her?

Tonight, he replies. We can pick her up while we talk about our wedding date.

Relief washes over me. This is his way of telling me he feels like we’re moving past this. I reply with, I can’t wait, but didn’t you want a boy?

I want you, he says. Naked and on my desk, making all those sexy little sounds you make. Today. Right before the press conference.

I laugh and type: It’s going to take a lot for me to get naked before that press conference.

I’m up to the challenge, he answers. See you soon, baby.

My lips curve and I stick my phone back inside my purse. This is over. I don’t know how. I don’t know the details, but it’s over.

A few minutes later, we arrive in a whirlwind of press and Walker Security and Connie greets me at the elevators. “All is well here. How are you?”

“I’ll be better once Reid is here and the press is gone.”

“I hear you, honey. Reid is waiting for you in his office.”

“Reid’s here?”

“He is.” She glances over at me. “You’re worried about him?”

“Yes. That press release was brutal.”

She laughs. “So is he. He’s fine. He actually seems better than fine.”

Hearing this is good, but I just want to know firsthand that my future husband really is great. I step up my pace, hurrying through the offices and all but run for Reid’s door. The minute I open it and step inside, he’s there, pulling me to him, his hand on the back of my head, his mouth closing down over mine. I moan with the lick of his tongue and there’s no time to even ask questions. He wasn’t kidding when he said he wanted me naked and on his desk. Only he doesn’t actually get me naked.

Before I can barely think, he’s yanking my skirt up and I’m pressed against the door with my leg at his hip and he’s pressing inside me. “Oh God,” I pant out, as he drives into me in a fast, hard thrust of his seriously hard cock. I forget where we are.

There is just this burning, ripe need between us and it doesn’t take long to sate. He pumps and I arch and we’re one big ball of angsty need that this door isn’t solving. He lifts me and carries me to his desk and then I’m on top of it, and he’s on top of me. A few long, hard pumps from there and we’re both shuddering into release, collapsing on top of his desk.

Reid’s intercom buzzes about the moment we come back to the present, and he calls out, “What?”

I laugh and Connie snaps, “Stop being cranky. Cranky gets you nowhere. Gabe wants to come in. Can I let him in?”

“Yeah,” Gabe says. “Gabe wants to come in.”

My eyes go wide with panic and Reid lifts me off the desk. “Give us a minute, Gabe. Jesus.”

I scramble to put myself together and once I’m reasonably presentable, I turn to Reid. “What happened?”

He pulls me to him and kisses me. “We fucked on the desk. I thought that was pretty obvious.”

“Reid!”

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