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I stare ahead, avoiding her scrutiny when I ask, “You think I should let Damon go?”
“Not necessarily. But give it time. Go slow. Reinvent yourself outside of your relationship with him.”
I lean my head against the couch. “Damon makes everything better.”
She licks her spoon, finishing her cake. “Make everything better yourself. That way if he leaves you, you won’t be so lost.”
Her words hit me like a seventy-pound rock. Because it’s true that Damon isn’t the type of man who stays in your life and asks for your hand in marriage and wants to have a kid or two.
He’s the man who trusts no one. Who’s married to the job.
Except, then I think of all the small changes since I’ve met him. I lost one man. I can’t even think about losing Damon too. So, I push my fears away and settle on the love igniting my heart instead.
Work is busy the following week. I come in earlier, skip my lunches, and leave well after seven o’clock. The plus side is I don’t have time to think about Harvey. The downside is I also don’t have time to search for a place for myself.
I knock on Damon’s door and enter his office, locking up behind me. Watching Damon work is like observing an alpha take his throne—mesmerizing and unforgiving.
I step forward, the click of my heels filling the silence until I’m leaning on his desk near his leather chair.
“I forgot to tell you about Julia. She came to me last week. She knows about us.”
He closes his laptop and pushes his chair back to make space for me between his legs. “I know. I spoke to her.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
His brow arches. “Why didn’tyoutell me?” The glint in his eyes begs me to defy him so he can lay me over his desk and spank me.
“I forgot.” I don’t know where my mind has been lately. I’m almost embarrassed to admit that I forgot, as if he’s all I can think about when I’m with him and nothing can ruin what we have.
“You forgot.” He palms the sides of my hips, sliding his hands leisurely.
“Yeah.” I bite my lip, feeling the shift in the air. It’s Friday. I’ve missed Damon. We’ve barely had a second alone like this all week. “I’m distracted around you.”
“Is that so?”
I suck in a breath when his hands reach the hem of my taupe pencil skirt. I nod. “It’s like nothing else matters.”
He stands abruptly, his chair rolling backward. “That’s because nothing else matters,” he whispers in my ear.
Does he believe that? Am I as important to him as he is to me?
Sometimes I look at him and wonder how I got so lucky. He’s not without flaws, but he gets me on a level no one else ever could.
“All the money in the world ... all the eager women ... and yet it can all be so dull and unsatisfying.” He taps my hips, prompting me to sit by the edge of his desk. “Part your legs,” he orders, and I comply, stretching my skirt as much as it’ll allow me to.
“I’m still waiting for the other shoe to drop,” I whisper, my heart hammering against my chest when he lifts my skirt midthigh and pulls down my thong. Once my thong is off, he leans forward, eyeing my pussy, his eyes sex-crazed, his jaw hard as stone.
“What will it take for you to believe me?”
I gulp when his thumb reaches under my skirt to slide it to my waist before skimming his fingers over my inner thigh.
“For you not to run away again and to open up to me.”
His eyes harden for a fraction of a second as he digests my answer. “Oh, Gemma.” He sends a bitter laugh my way. “I wouldn’t be here like this, with you, if you didn’t mean more than you should ever have.”
My breath hitches in response before he gently bites on my jaw.
He leans closer to my face. “I never wanted to love you.”
