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He groans. “She’s only there to help, Ryker. The sooner you let her do what Mack sent her there for, the quicker she’ll be gone.”
He’s got a point there.
“She’s more like a distraction than help.”
“Oh God, bro,” Brent grumbles through the line. “Please do not tell me you tried anything on her.”
I scoff. “Not particularly. She pried into my life this morning, and I brought up sex.”
“Jesus,” he mutters, then lets out a heavy sigh, and I can imagine him pinching the bridge of his nose as he does it. “You can’t just offer sex to your therapist, dude!”
“I didn’t offer her sex, I’m not that stupid.” What would her red curls look like wrapped around my wrist, though, as she sank her mouth over my hard length?
I shake my head and frown. “She asked what I enjoyed besides the band, and I told her sex.”
“Stop stalling and let her do her job, man. We miss you out here.”
I’d love to believe the last statement, but I can’t shake the feeling that he’s only saying that because he thinks it’s what I want to hear. My anger boils slightly, and I fidget in place.
“Yeah, look, I’ve got to go. Got some things to work on this morning.”
We say our goodbyes, and as soon as he hangs up the phone, my anger reaches its peak. I throw my fist into the wall in front of me. The drywall cracks, forming a large hole, and I shake my hand from the impact.
When I get back into the kitchen, Wren is still sitting at the island with an empty plate in front of her. She looks up at me with a frown. “Everything okay?”
“Do you think you could mind your business?”
“Maybe it would help if you got out of your head,” she says softly. “What’s your favorite color?”
“Black.”
“Interesting.” She scribbles something in a notebook that wasn’t there before, and I raise a brow at her when she looks back up at me. “What? I’m taking notes.”
“You wanna take notes?” I rasp, leaning closer to her. “Maybe take note of this.” She stares at me with wide eyes, and her mouth parted open in surprise, barely blinking as I continue separating the distance between us.
When I get close enough that her breasts brush against my chest, I glare at her. “I don’t like people in my business, and that includes you. When I say I’d like to eat in peace, that’s exactly what I mean.”
She swallows thickly, the flush on her cheeks crawling down the length of her neck, and I hate how much I want to lean down and press my lips against the pink hue. As if my body has a mind of its own, my head drops lower, the idea of a kiss too tempting to pass up.
Just as I go to press my lips against hers, Wren is pushing at my chest and jumping away from me with a frown. “What are you doing?”
She shakes her head and puts much needed distance between the two of us. “I’m your wellness coach, you can’t do things like that.”
When she disappears down the hall, I grab my now cold food and march through the long hallway to my room. I’d rather eat on my bed alone than be with her for another second, especially when she’s got my cock standing up at attention.
Why did I try to kiss her?
Considering I just got done telling Brent that I haven’t made a move on her, and implied that I wouldn’t, talking to him about this wouldn’t be in my best interest.
I’ve just got to keep my distance from her.
Except, she’s supposed to be working closely with me and that means she’ll always be around.
Sounds like this is going to be a piece of cake – cue the sarcasm.
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