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ing all the way down to my little

ood before me, towering like a statue, his ha

d sharply. "Why

t. I cleared my throat, clearing it and

ect you're working on here," I answered smoothly, t

nchester," he cut

slowly around me, as if I were an undressed m

my

palms were clammy, but strangel

I don't have eyes on the back of my head, I

nd beside me and lean

lled away. Was he

the same," he mut

breath. That was the sex

nd his desk and sat down casually, ignoring the fact

the one who was going to be

he might think I was investigating him an

w you were the designer I chose. Your bio lists a

photo I used in the one

rassed. "That was when I ju

long, straight bangs. An unflattering pho

t that I looked much be

ng hairstyle to a more stylish one. I also learned to wear

eave like that?" Th

ust as I was about to answer, a knoc

ly, walking to the door. I

"The driver is waiting downstairs. The roads are a bit

r. Sangern. I'll let t

e and approached the de

om his chair. "I

ly behind him, out of his o

ing me in a vivid memory of that time, when we made love.

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, pulling hard so that I slammed into his c

my

hiery dominating my lips and tongue, devouring and

stasy. When he pulled my to

og growl be

s, but didn't loosen

jacket. "Did you hear that

d big, so I couldn

iery asked, his

lied. "I heard

d his hand from my waist with an exasperated sigh, and I had to lean agai

shirt and jacket, then

s this later, after office

had brought me to the level of my career today. So I straightened

ith a clink, and as I stepp

stop moving?" I asked qu

with a strange look in his ey

yed because his question

ply. "Why are you asking that?

ed. "The elevator

ut

stopped, the sound of a dog growling. What's

s butt. Oh, wow, he had a firm

felt my whole face grow warm. H

rking lot was a shiny bla

seen such a beautiful and sleek car. Th

the driver's side door and

motioned for me to get in

cream and light brown dominated the interior, which felt coo

Company," Thiery said, once the car started moving. "

ions. But my hands were shaking. The a

latly. He reached out and cupped my h

"It's my first day, of cou

moved his hand, then crossed

oned earlier and wake me wh

e too much, as it

first page, I couldn'

nd hasn't he aged? Why did he look

his ear, and my curiosity

hind his ear, a little closer

, so I cautiously approache

bergamot wasn't from the ca

terflies fluttered in my stomach, and I