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And thank you? A fucking thank you? After we both just completely incinerated each other? With chemistry like that? I don’t think so, Billie.
“How long you been staring at me, Boss Man?” she mutters. “Since day one,” I whisper in her ear. “Take the sappy shit somewhere else, Vaughn.” I snort. “There she is.”
“I’m not upset,” he snarls, shaking his head. “Oookay,” I mouth silently up to the sky. After a few beats he adds, “I’m sad.” Hearing him say that absolutely winds me.
“I don’t want to talk. We’re not friends.” His words are like a paper cut. They sting, but don’t produce any blood. “What I want is you, straddling me, and I don’t let friends do that.”
I feel like a caveman as I carry Billie up the stairs. Or maybe a Viking, who after months of raiding, has finally gotten his hands on the treasure he wants the most. I’m not even fighting this anymore. Fuck work. Fuck my family. Fuck what I thought I wanted. I want Billie Black.
Watching her fall apart all around me must be the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. Months of build up, months of feelings, all toppling over into the single most satisfying sexual encounter of my life. I am so fucked.
Close a high-stakes business deal? No problem. Fire someone? I’m your man. Talk to a girl you like and respect? I guess I’ll just crumble instead.
Billie is lying to me. Trying to push me off her trail. Trying to cover her tracks. But she’s too late. If I am the predator, she is my prey, and I already had a taste I can’t forget. I’m coming back for more, whether or not she realizes it. I’m not tiptoeing around her anymore.
“Let me redefine that line you keep talking about: you are more than my employee and I am more than your boss. I’m done giving you space that we both don’t want. It’s not at all complicated. You’ll work with me during the day and underneath me at night. Every night. There will be no tiptoeing. There will be no running. There will be no one else.”
“Whatever my girl wants, she gets.”
What is it about me that is so undesirable? Why does no one ever choose me? Like really choose me. Even when there’s nothing in it for them. Even when it’s not convenient.”
But don’t forget that if you want people to choose you, you’ll have to give them the opportunity. I know you’ve been burned, and I know you don’t trust easily, but you’ll never find what you’re seeking if you’re not at least open to being chosen.”
“What do I do?” “You tear that contract up and you beg.”
