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No makeup.

This is just me in my pajama glory.

I shouldn’t answer. I don’t want to. It’s a dangerous game. What if I answer the phone and he’s also only wearing pajamas? Am I really ready for that? I wait so long to answer that I miss the call.

I breathe a sigh of relief and push myself back against the wall. I’m sitting on my bed, hanging out with my plushies. I don’t need to be video chatting with a guy I don’t have a chance with.

Only, he calls again, and I realize that I do have a chance.

I have every chance.

And when was the last time I let myself have anything nice?

This time, I answer.

“I thought you were feeling shy,” Ryan says. His face comes into view. He’s not wearing a shirt. He’s sitting on his couch, I think. He looks comfortable. Relaxed. He’s so different now than he is in the office. There, he’s all business, all the time.

Well, except for the moments where he’s kissing me.

Except for the moments where he’d teasing me.

“I’m not shy,” I say.

“You could have fooled me.”

“Is that why you called? To insult me?”

“I called to play with you.”

I don’t know what this means, but somehow, it feels dangerous. Delightful. Good.

“What do you mean?” Suddenly, my whole body feels hot.

“What do you want me to mean?”

“Do you always answer a question with a question?”

“Do you always wear so many clothes to bed?”

“I’m not wearing that many clothes,” I say. I speak a little too hastily. He laughs darkly. Yeah, he knows what’s happening between us. This thing right now is a dance. It’s delightful and dirty and naughty. It’s wonderful and fantastic and everything I want it to be.

I’m desperate, craving his touch, and I know he’s not anywhere close.

Where is he now? I try to get a peek at what his house looks like, as though that would give me any clue.

“You’re wearing a lot.”

“How did you get my number, anyway?”

“I’m your boss.”

“Doesn’t HR protect phone numbers?”

“I’m very wealthy, Alex,” he says. When Ryan says my name, it sounds like a purr...like a promise. I don’t know what he’s promising, exactly, but I’m here for it.

“And you just happened to have my phone number this evening?”

“I had it in my phone.”

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