Page 14 of Twisted By Love


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A short distance away, Matty tells me that he would like to take me out to dinner next week. I smile and tell him to call me to make a date. When I go back, Chase has his signature scowl on his face again. I don’t know what his problem is. After I kiss everyone goodbye and leave with Chase, I think he knows I’m annoyed with him because I ignore him until we get to the street.

“I guess you can take a cab home from here. You don’t have to walk me home; I’ll be fine.”

“Megan, it’s dark, and I prefer to escort you if you don’t mind.”

I want to tell him that I’ve lived in Manhattan for a few years, and I’m a big girl who doesn’t need an escort. But I indulge him anyway. As we walk in silence, there are so many things running through my head about him that I couldn’t bring myself to ask. Why did he touch my leg like that? Why did he talk about buying me flowers? Why did he seem to get jealous when Matty told me he wants to take me on a date? Wasn’t he supposed to just be my boss?

Chapter 3

We arrive at my building, and I’m about to tell Chase that he can leave, but he asks if he can have a glass of water. I don’t want to come across like an asshole, so I tell him to come up. I’m not sure if he has ulterior motives, but I try to give him the benefit of the doubt. I head to the kitchen to get his drink, and he follows, taking a seat at the breakfast bar.

“I have something to ask of you,” Chase says.

“More sarcasm or advice on what I should wear?” I snark. “You’re very opinionated.”

“What is your relationship with Matty?”

“You mean, have I fucked him? Do you want to know about every man I’ve fucked?”

“No, just the ones close to you. The ones you see every day.”

“Chase, why does it matter so much to you?”

“I need to know.”

“Why?”

“Because I have a proposition for you.”

If I wasn’t suspicious before, I’m even more so now. “What type of proposition?” I ask cautiously.

“One of mutual satisfaction. Please, hear me out. Neither one of us is interested in a relationship, so I propose we become friends with benefits.”

Did I hear him right? Does he want to sleep with me with no strings attached?

“But you’re my boss, and how do you know I even want to sleep with you?”

“I’m assuming. And if you can be discreet, then we’ll have no problem with me being your boss.”

“Dr. Pearce, I’m surprised you would even suggest such a thing since you’re such a stickler for rules.”

“You can always say no.”

Maybe my subconscious knows better than I do. Hell, I had a dream about him fucking me. My belly clenches with anticipation. What do I say to him? Could I agree to have sex with him?

“And suppose I say yes. Are there rules you want me to follow?”

“Well, yes. There are some. Firstly, you can’t sleep with anyone else besides me. If you start dating someone and choose to sleep with them, then our agreement is over.”

“Does the same go for you?”

“It does. Do you think I’m that much of an asshole that I would sleep with other women while I’m with you?”

“I’m just checking. What else?”

“I enjoy performing a certain activity.”

Fuck, he’s going to tell me that he wants to tie me up and beat me. I knew this was too good to be true.

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