“I’ve wanted to do that since the day we met,” she whispered, almost shyly, nervously making eye contact. She held his gaze as she backed away until the backs of her thighs bumped into her desk. “So my plan worked?” he asked with a grin as he followed her as if she was reeling him in, because she was, even if she didn’t realize it. “Your plan?” “I might peacock a little. For you,” he admitted. Her mouth fell open, and her eyes widened. “This can’t be real. I’ve literally had dreams about you putting on a suit.” “On?” “And then taking it off,” she added. He burst out laughing. “I’m happy to
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