Page 24 of Break Me Not

What would that have made her do?

What would that make me do?

“It’s getting hot out,” I said pointedly.

She looked at me for a long moment before a bright smile lit up her face.

“Are you worried about me?”

“The art,” I corrected. “I’m worried about the art. We keep it temperature controlled, and you having this door open compromises it.”

That was the original reason I came out here. Jen told me Jax had the door wide open while she was installing the cameras and sensors. And then I forgot all about it when I saw how hot she looked at work.

That crop top needs to be fucking burned.

“It’s okay. You can be honest when it’s just the two of us,” she casually commented and quickly finished installing whatever it was and climbed off the ladder.

I moved forward to close the door, but she was already there. Our hands brushed against each other.

When our eyes met, my breath caught.

So close. She is so close.

Just like in the office, our bodies were mere centimeters away. I could feel the heat radiating off her. The electricity between us felt like a shock to my system.

Memories of our night together flooded through me. Of her moans. Of how good she felt inside me.

“Just say the word, Liz. And I’m all yours.”

My mouth felt dry.

“We had a deal.”

“And I will keep it,” she vowed. “We’re almost done here. Like I said, I’ll have a team set up for you tonight. But…”

“But?”

I couldn’t look away from her hypnotizing gaze. I wanted to cup her face and pull her to me. To feel her melt into me once more. To feel her lips against mine.

“But tonight, if you want, after everything is said and done, I’ll keep a room at the club for us.”

“I already said it won’t happen again,” I hissed, though there was barely any heat left in the words. My body was taking it all and turning it into something else.

Desire.

I had never wanted to be with someone like I did with her.

“Take everyone else out of the equation. If it’s just me and you, why would you deny this?”

“I’m too old for you,” I whispered.

“I thought I made it clear.” Her lips pulled at the sides. “I don’t care about your age.”

“But Claire⁠—”

“Just us, Liz. Just us.”

I took a deep breath and finally found the strength to pull away.