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CHAPTER 11
IZZY
My body is on fire.
Okay, that’sverydramatic. The problem? It also feelsverytrue.
I swing by the hospital to check on Grandma, but she’s fast asleep, and I don’t have the heart to wake her. Back in my apartment, I stare at the microwave as it nukes my TV dinner, replaying the scene in the office over and over.
It was wild. He's unlocked a side of me I didn’t know I had. I’ve had sex before. It’s not that. But I’ve never been so confident, never yearned for it so badly. When I pulled my skirt up, I was ready for him to fuck me right there in the office. My core tingles just thinking about it, my clit rubbing hot against my underwear.
The dinner tastes bland. Everything seems muted after…
After I almost fucked the man, I’m betraying.
My phone lights up on the table.
Dominic: I’ve never done that before. Before today, I never even thought I COULD do that in the office, Izzy. But you drive me so wild. You make me crazy. But I know it’s wrong.
What? How does he know that? What the hell is he talking about? Has he spoken to Aaron?
Izzy: Why is it wrong?
Dominic: I’m your boss, Izzy.
I breathe a guilty sigh of relief.
Izzy: I don’t care about that. I think that only matters when the boss is taking advantage of the employee, like if I wanted to climb the corporate ladder. But that isn’t what happened earlier.
Dominic: What was it then?
Izzy: Are you saying you don’t believe me?
The moment I send the text, guilt twists through me. I’ve got no right to throw stuff like that at him, no right to be upset if he doesn’t trust me. He’s got every right not to. Just not for the reasons he’s implying.
Dominic: I don’t think either of us could’ve faked that. I wanted to kiss you the moment I laid eyes on you, Izzy. The more time we spend together, even texting, makes me want you more and more. I can’t stop thinking about that moment you pulled up your skirt.
The warm tingle dances over me, my nipples pebbling against my bra, sensitive and ready for him.
Dominic: But it’s not just your body. Or your lust. Though you drive me crazy. It’s you, Izzy. Your determination. Your strength. You.
Izzy: We don’t even know each other.
I type, but I don’t send my message.
That’s what Ishouldsay. If I had any sense, that’s what I’d tell him. It would be better for both of us.
Instead, I text something else.
Izzy: I feel the same. I think there’s chemistry here.
Dominic: Think? There IS something here. I know because I’ve gone so many years not feeling a thing when it comes to women. I thought I’d die a bachelor, and I was okay with that.
Izzy: You’re too affectionate for that.
Dominic: I wasn’t until recently.
Despite everything, I’m smiling like a loon.
