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“No. I love kids, don’t get me wrong. But I like them better when they belong to other people.”
“I totally get that. Sometimes I wish I could give mine away.” She smiles. “Okay, not really, but they do drive me up the wall from time to time.” She giggles. “Oh who am I kidding, they drive me up the wall all the time.”
I spend the rest of my lunch break listening to Patti tell me about all the crazy things her kids pull. They’re ten and thirteen, and from what I can tell, are quite the handful. I know I was at that age, so I guess I shouldn’t be surprised.
I spot Harris and John leaving as I head back to my desk. I assumed they would already be gone but something must have held one of them up.
Harris looks back toward my cubicle as he and John wait for the elevator. When he sees me, his demeanor shifts and his entire face lights up.
It’s impossible not to smile.
You know what else is impossible? Thinking about next week. Knowing that whatever this is we’re doing will be over and he will likely never look at me that way again.
It’s a sobering thought and one I’m not quite sure I’m ready to accept yet.
——
“What are you doing?” I prop up on my elbows in bed to get a better view of Harris’ bare backside as he rummages through his closet.
“Trying to find...” He reaches into a box. “Here they are,” he announces, reemerging moments later holding two baseball gloves.
“Seriously. You got out of bed and started digging through your closet naked to get those?”
“What? Isn’t this a good look for me?” He slides a glove on one hand and holds it over his impressive package, striking a pose.
I let my head drop back onto the pillow as laughter rumbles through me. “You are too much.”
“I’m going to take that as a compliment.” He drops the gloves onto his nightstand before crawling back into bed, moving toward me like he’s a wild animal stalking his prey.
“I’m learning there’s not much you don’t take as a compliment.” I try to keep my voice even as he tears back the covers, his eyes doing a hungry sweep over my body.
“I know my strengths.” He crawls on top of me, nudging my legs open to rest his hips between them.
“You are way too cocky for your own good.”
“Confidence, not cockiness.”
“Is there a difference?” I bark out another laugh but it quickly dies away when I feel his hard erection rock against my core.
“There is. Cockiness isthinkingyou’re the best at everything. Confidence isknowingwhat you’re good at. Take this for example.” He slides inside of me in one quick movement. I gasp, unprepared for the onslaught of pleasure that shoots through me. “This,” he pulls almost all the way out and then thrusts back into me, “is something IknowI’m good at.” He moans, rocking back before barreling into me again.
“Harris.” I can’t stop his name from falling from my lips. He’s not wrong, this is something he is very, very good at.
——
“Good morning.” I hearHarris’ voice at the same moment I feel his hand slide up my bare back.
My eyes flutter open and a lazy smile tugs at my mouth.
“Good morning,” I say, making no attempt to move.
“We need to get up and shower before work.” He presses a kiss to my shoulder.
Work.Shit.
I whip up so abruptly that I nearly head butt Harris in the process.
“What time is it?” I scramble to my feet, scouring the floor for my clothes, which are strewn all over the place. I hadn’t intended on staying the night, but I must have fallen asleep sometime after round three. Though who can blame me? I was exhausted.
