Page 109 of Say My Name

“I’m working.”

“So am I.”

I turn my chair toward the glass. He’s standing beside his desk with his phone to his ear, looking directly at me across the dark floor.

“What do you need?” I ask, my voice carefully neutral.

“You.”

My stomach clenches.

He waits a second, then adds, “In my office.”

“That clarification should’ve come sooner.”

“I enjoyed the silence.”

“I wasn’t silent.”

“You were considering it.”

I hang up before he can sound more pleased with himself.

Dominic’s door is open when I cross the hall. He closes it after me but leaves the blinds untouched. Anyone passing can see us.

That should make the room feel less private. It doesn’t.

He gestures toward the chair across from his desk. “Sit.”

“I thought you needed something.”

“I do.”

I stay on my feet. “Then ask.”

He studies me. “Do you plan to admit you wanted me last night?”

Of course this is what he wants.

“I came to your office for a work-related conversation.” The lie sounds flimsy even to my own ears.

“No, you came over here because I said I needed you.”

“The statement was intentionally misleading.”

“And effective.”

“You’re proving my point.”

“What point?”

I fold my arms. “You enjoy making everything personal.”

“Everything between us is personal now.”

“That’s an exaggeration.”

Is it? I’m not sure anymore.