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“That was so good,” Olivia said, her voice still raspy with arousal as I gave her pussy one last kiss and stood to my feet. She reached for my shirt, pulling me in for a kiss. I let her get a taste of herself before pulling away, my nose brushing hers.
And then my phone vibrated in my pocket.
It interrupted my thoughts just enough for me to glance down at it, working it out of my pocket just enough to see the name on the screen...
Owen.
Oh shit.
Olivia went for my mouth again, but I stumbled backwards, shaking my head—this was not okay. The woman didn’t even like me for heaven’s sake.
“What’re you doing?” Her brows furrowed at me.
“We can’t do this.” I met her gaze, ignoring the disappointment filling my chest as my cock continued to throb for her. “I don’t do office romance.”
“Right.” She cleared her throat, her cheeks flushing. Olivia slid off the desk, jerking her dress back down over her hips. She looked...pissed.
Which made no sense—I had just given the woman an orgasm.
“We cannot tell anyone what happened here,” I continued as she stalked across the office, grabbing up her purse and heading for the door. “I don’t do office romance—or any, for that matter.”
“Uh huh.” Olivia continued for the door, not even bothering to turn around and look at me. “I’m sure this isn’t the first time you’ve had to do this, just send me the NDA or whatever.”
I opened my mouth but didn’t have a chance to say anything before the office door slammed behind her. Standing there stupidly, I shook my head.
She really thinks I’m that big of a dick.
5
OLIVIA
“I didn’t actually sleep with him,” I said, staring at myself in the mirror. “There was no d in the p.” The childish remark made me laugh as I finished pulling my blonde hair up and out of my face into a ponytail. I had promised Owen that I would join him for brunch, and while I had gotten home in plenty of time for a good night’s sleep...
I hadn’t gotten one.
Eli had given me one of the best orgasms of my entire life, and then he’d just fucking ruined it by acting like he suddenly was disgusted by me. I took a deep breath, pushing away just how mortified I felt about it, and tugged on my black t-shirt. One thing about New York is that it didn’t matter how I dressed. I paired it with my boyfriend jeans and Vans, opting for casual. After all, I would not be hitting the mimosas. My stomach was still feeling it from the warm champagne. I grabbed my purse on the way out, typing in the address of the place my brother had sent over in a text.
Ugh, I’m going to be late.
My Vans hit the pavement on a mission as I nearly had to jog the eight blocks to the restaurant. Sweat beaded up around my forehead and suddenly the light leather jacket I had slipped on was too much.
I’m going to look like a disaster by the time I get there.
I tried to catch my breath as I made it to the front doors of the little hole-in-the-wall establishment, shaking out the tension in my shoulders as I pulled on the handle. I really needed to get a gym membership. It wasn’t that I was out of shape...
I just really wasn’t in shape, either.
“Olivia!” I heard my brother’s voice call as soon as I stepped into the place, which was decorated like an old diner, complete with the smell of old bacon grease and children’s laughter.
It was not quite the establishment I’d figured my brother would like.
I scanned the area, my eyes quickly landing on Owen—and then my heart dropped.
Oh shit.
Sitting across from Owen was Eli—I knew it solely by the back of his perfect head. Swallowing hard, I smoothed out my t-shirt, damp with sweat. I was sure that my hair was even messier than it had been when I’d pulled it up into a ponytail.
“I had no idea that it wasn’t just us,” I greeted him through gritted teeth as I walked up to the booth, Owen sliding over for me to take a seat beside him.
