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A shy smile curves her lips as she lifts her cup and takes a sip.I drink the rest of my own, I place the cup in the dishwasher.
Once in the bathroom, I take a quick shower and grab Reagan’s toothbrush, freshening my mouth.
By the time I got back in the bedroom, she was sliding a navy knee-length dress down her body. I watch in amusement as she tries to reach around her back to grab the zipper. I walk over and step behind her. “Let me.” She drops her arm and I drag the zipper up to the top. I put my lips on her neck, tilting her head as I kiss a trail up to her ear. With my hands gripping her hips, I pull her back against me. Blood rushes to my dick and I brush my hardness against her, just to keep her aware that watching her put clothes on turns me on as much as when she took them off.
“I have to go.” She turns in my arms, settling her hands on my forearms.“Let me drive you. I’ll be ready in ten minutes, maybe you can make me another coffee while you wait.” She looks up at me from under her long lashes, almost begging me.
“Since you asked so nicely, a ride would be good.” I kiss her nose and grab her cup while she goes into the bathroom.
She walks into the kitchen as I finish her coffee. I pass it to her, and she thanks me before going back to her bedroom. I stand at the door as she applies her makeup. One thing I love about Reagan, she always managed to look so elegant. She really doesn’t need makeup; she has a natural beauty. Her beautiful powder blue eyes are framed by long black lashes, a high bone structure and a small nose with pouty lips…I could look at her all day long.
As she applies her mascara and red lipstick, a warm feeling burns away inside me.Something had changed between us.
“You’ll be having me as your assistant next,” I joke.
She turns her head from the mirror, looking at me. “Unless you have a filing system that can beat Margie’s and are able to create holes in my schedule, then…no. I much prefer you staying as you are.” She puts the lipstick in her purse and zips it up. “I’d much rather you keep your role. You are so much more useful to me as you are.”
Taking her heels from her closet, she drops them to the carpet and slips her feet inside, adding at least four inches to her height.
“Fuck. I don’t think I’ve ever watched such a sexy show of getting dressed.”
“Stick around. I might do it again.”
She tries to slip past me through the doorway, but I catch her around the waist and tug her against me. “Only if I can take them off again?”
“Of course.” She smiles wide. Her eyes sparkle and I’m lost in her blue orbs. “We’d better go,” she whispers, putting her lips against mine.
I nodded my agreement and loosen my hold on her. She kisses me on the cheek and, knowing I’m watching, adds an extra sway to her ass as she walked away. I shake my head, begging my dick to calm himself. Refusing to let my dirty thoughts take over our morning, I go into the living room and pull my tee on. I slide my phone and airpods into my pocket, then take the elevator with Reagan down to her car.
“So, do I get to see you tonight?” I ask as the car comes to a stop outside my apartment building.
“I have my usual Tuesday night dinner at my mom’s tonight, and I can’t get out of that, but…” she cups my bristled chin in her hand, “…if you play your cards right, Mr. Brooks, I may be free after.”
“I’ll call you later, then.”
“You do that.” She leans across the console and kisses me this time.
“Maybe today you’ll take my call,” I add as she pulls away from me.
The skin between her eyebrows creases as she frowns. “What do you mean?”
“Yesterday I called, and you were too busy to take my call.”
Her frown deepens. “Yeah, I was really busy.”
After another kiss, I leave the car and make my way up to my penthouse.
Twenty-Three
Reagan
Ever since I dropped off Everett, all I can think about is what he said to me. I was really confused. I try to think back to yesterday, but for the life of me can’t remember Margie telling me that Everett had called. Why would she do that?
I’m sure she has an explanation.
I clear Margie from my thoughts for now. Everett takes up enough space in my head.
Technically, I had lied to him this morning. I’d told him I wanted a do-over because I hadn’t woken up next to him. I had. The first time my eyes had flickered open, his arms were wrapped around me so tight he was almost cutting off my air supply. I loved waking up with him. I’ve been fine with our arrangement so far, but I want more with Everett, I’m just too scared to admit it.
