He leans forward. “I swear I’d sell my shares just to know what you’re thinking right now.” “You’d make a killing as a phone sex operator.” Oh my god. Kill me now. He tilts his head back and laughs, his neck exposed. The sight has me pushing my embarrassment aside and licking my lips, all thoughts of professionalism and self-preservation gone as my mind envisions my tongue gliding along his throat. “Funny, I could say the same thing about you and your sexy Southern drawl.” His words shock me enough that I blurt, “We’d have great phone sex.” The intensity is back when he reaches over and trails
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