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Coco passed the box down and I took it, holding it in front of my crotch as she reached up for a second. She set it on top of the first then climbed down, bouncing to the floor with a grin.

“Thanks,” she chirped, reaching for the boxes.

“I got it,” I said, a little too quickly. “Where do you want them?”

“In my hands,” she said, reaching for them again.

If I let her take the boxes, I was going to get fired. There was no way I could stand there with a hard on and free hands and not grab her and kiss her. She was torturing me, and she knew it.

“What’s the matter?” she asked, her tone teasing.

“Why are you doing this?” I asked her.

“Because I like you,” she admitted with a soft shrug. “And because I can.”

“You’re a brat,” I growled.

“Maybe,” she said. “But I could be your brat.” She yanked the top box out of my arms and turned around, bending over to place it on the floor, sticking her ass out toward me for a minute before standing again and reaching for the second box.

“No,” I said, stepping away from her, still holding the box in front of my erection. “I think I might need to take this one home.”

“You could just take me home,” she offered.

My heart pounded in my chest. Any minute Bill could walk in. Or one of the guys. How the fuck was I going to explain why I was alone in the office with her, hiding my cock behind a box? This was getting ridiculous.

And the worst part was, I wanted to take her home. I wanted to grab her, take her and make her mine forever. Which scared the hell out of me. I’d never had much interest in girls, to be honest. I spent high school working hard and tearing apart computers just to rebuild them again. I guess I was kind of a nerd, really.

Coco was way out of my league. And when she found out I was a virgin, she’d probably laugh in my face. No, I had to get out of there. For everyone’s sake.

“Thomas,” she said, smiling softly. “Give me the box.”

My fear had helped to calm my erection, so I handed the files to her and let her set them with the first box, averting my gaze as she bent over again.

“Daddy’s out of town,” she told me.

My body relaxed a little in a relief at that news. Knowing he wasn’t going to bust in here and fire me, or murder me, was probably the best news I’d ever received.

Unfortunately, it seemed to bolster Coco’s courage, because she stepped into me again.

My traitorous hands rested on her hips and when she tilted her face up to me, I was done for.

I bent down and kissed her, pulling her tighter against me as she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me back.

Her lips were soft and warm, and she tasted like coffee and cinnamon. I could have kissed her forever. I wanted to kiss her forever. In that moment, I knew without a doubt that Constance Bard was mine. And I was never letting her go. No matter what it cost me.

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