Page 62 of Indecent Obsession
After I unlock it, I hand Dante my phone.
“If it happens again, we need to know.” Wyatt glides his hand over my hip. “It could be nothing.”
“But it could be something,” I say, filling in the rest of that statement.
He nods and his fingers tighten on my hip before he releases me and steps to the side. The elevator doors open into the underground parking. As we walk over to the car, Dante passes me my phone.
His blue eyes capture mine and a little shiver of awareness runs through me.
“Remember your promise, pip.”
I cock my head, trying to think of what he’s talking about.
“You tell me everything that happens.” Dante opens the door to the car and inclines his head for me to get in. Finn takes my hand to help me down. Wyatt slides in next to me, while Finn rounds to the other side. Dante sits in the passenger seat.
While the driver takes us into work, the back of Wyatt’s hand rests against mine. I try not to think about how I could slide my hand into his. Who would the driver tell?
But I don’t. A part of me longs to have that connection with him. Instead, we arrive at the office building and all file out. Dante’s hand replaces Wyatt’s at the small of my back. He’s always been protective though, and he ran interference between me and Wyatt for years.
No one would think anything of him touching me like this. Of course, they didn’t see us in his bed or in the shower last night and this morning. I ache just thinking about it.
When we reach our floor, we head to our separate offices to begin the work week. I make a quick list of everything that needs to be done today. After I add a few things in case I get done early, I settle in to work.
After a while, I glance at the clock. Fuck, it’s eleven forty-five. I stand and stretch before hurrying to the bathroom on this end of the office. As I’m washing my hands, I check my makeup. Drew should be picking me up in ten minutes.
A little rush of butterflies scatters through my body. Who knows what we’ll get up to for lunch? Maybe nothing at all, but it will be nice to have some alone time with him. This whole thing just kind of steamrolled right over both of us.
I’m glad he’s okay with it, but Finn, Dante, and Wyatt have such strong personalities. Not that Drew doesn’t, but he’s different. I can breathe around him without worrying about Tom or what happens next week or maybe the week after that.
My phone buzzes and I pull it out of my skirt pocket.
Drew:
Stuck in a meeting that’s going over time. Can we shift to later?
The butterflies inside all land and I sigh.
Me:
Staff meeting at one
Drew:
Boo
Me:
Indeed
Drew:
After work, can I pick you up?
Maybe have a quick bite before the guys show
Me:
I’ll check with Dante
