Page 37 of Break Me Not

“Done and done. It starts as soon as you move in.”

“You have no objections to any of that?” she asked.

“Nope.” I rested my chin on my hand. “I'm just happy you'll be living with me. And I promise I'll stick to all your rules.”

Satisfied with my answer, she quickly finished the rest of her pizza and stood up.

“Shall we go to your office?”

I stood as well, grabbed a napkin, and gently swiped it across her lips.

She froze, her eyes going wide as she inhaled a sharp breath. It would be so easy just to lean down and kiss her. My eyes traveled her body. She was in a black type of vest that cinched at her waist with matching trousers. Her hair was tied back, making her look casual, but really cute. I especially enjoyed the necklace that was hanging on her chest, calling my attention to her cleavage.

God, I can't get over her.

“Just remember, this starts when we move in. You have about—” I looked at the watch on my wrist. “Six hours until we can move your stuff from your house to mine. Maybe take advantage of it, hm?”

I turned but stopped to look over my shoulder at her. She just stood there like she didn’t know what to say. So I added, “Take advantage of me, I mean.”

I sent her a wink and left the small pizza shop with a pep in my step and feeling lighter than I had in days.

“Why do you keep staring at me? Do I have more pizza sauce on my face?” Liz asked as she sat across from me.

She was in my office, the two of us finally completely alone. The windows were blacked out, and nothing could stop us.

I couldn't take my eyes off her or keep my mind off what happened between us. Couldn't stop thinking about it. And hearing her shitty husband talk about their sex life made me that much more eager to show her what she'd been missing.

Again.

I could be so good to her.

I had about a million things I needed to do with my team as soon as she left, but I allowed myself another selfish moment. Just her and me.

“Do you want honesty?”

“Not if you're going to make it weird,” she said, giving me a look.

“Would it make it weird if I told you I want to get on my knees and eat your pussy right now?”

“Jax,” she hissed and looked over her shoulder at the blacked-out windows.

“They can't see us. Though they can hear us, so you would need to be quiet.”

Her head snapped to mine. “I don't think I'm the one who would have an issue being quiet, would I?”

She blushed slightly when she realized what she’d said, and I shifted in my seat, heat exploding through my core.

“No, ma’am.”

“I've already made it clear that whatever you think is happening between us is inappropriate.”

I let out a sigh and tried to pull myself together, but it didn't help that I kind of liked it when she was mean to me. I could imagine how she would punish me. Since the moment I mentioned it to her, it had been playing in my dreams, to the point I’d woken up with a wetness between my legs I'd had to handle myself.

“So I guess we can just get to business, then?” I started typing on my computer before turning the monitor to face her. “I had my team get these videos from the new security cameras and from the business adjacent to yours. They like you, by the way, and were very eager to help with anything we needed.”

She leaned forward, her eyes narrowing on one of the many videos playing on the screen. But they all showed the same thing. Her ex-husband's car driving away from the scene.

I watched her reaction closely. Her body tensed. Her lips pressed into a thin line. Her eyes sharpened.