Not when we have company. In the window next to the door, I can see one of Elsa’s colleagues peering in, still hoping to see something scandalous to report to her cube mates.
I fuss with the collar of Elsa’s blouse as if I were in the middle of something much more sinful than a neck massage.
Then I lean in close to Elsa’s ear. “Don’t look now, but one of your colleagues is staring at us through the window.”
“I know. I can see her, too.”
“We should do something sexy. You can reach behind me and grab my butt if you want.”
She laughs. “No, thanks. I’m good.”
“Are you sure? There are two of them now.” A second colleague has joined the first one at the window. They lean in and whisper to each other, and I can only imagine
what they’re saying about us.
“That’s because you’re still here. When you leave me alone, so will they.”
I return to my seat, lean back, put my hands behind my head, and give Elsa my most dazzling smile—the one that’s gotten me out of parking tickets and into parties where I wasn’t on the list. The one that used to make even hard-nosed Elsa very agreeable.
“That’s exactly why I can’t leave you alone. Don’t you see? If we don’t keep the romance alive, people will lose interest.”
Now I’ve got her right where I want her, and she knows it.
Elsa bares her pearly-white teeth. If she hadn’t been so outraged seconds earlier, I would think she’s smiling. But I know her too well for that.
I’m like Little Red Riding Hood, wondering why Grandma’s teeth are so big. And she’s the wolf.
Things are about to get wild in here.
“All right. I’ll play along,” she says coolly. “Like you said, we should give the people what they want. But we’re going to do things my way.”
Uhh. Okay. Whatever Elsa has planned, it can’t be good.
Still, though…
“What did you have in mind?”
Chapter 13
Elsa
“Fuck!” I yell and push against Tanner’s hard chest, slamming him up against my office door.
There’s a loud thud that rattles the furniture in the room.
Fake sex has never sounded so good.
He looks up at me with a mischievous grin and puts his hands up in surrender.
“Now, angel, I didn’t know you wanted me this bad.”
I pound my fists against the door behind him and accidentally slip and hit him in the chest.
Oops.
“Oh, yeah baby. So bad,” I say dryly as he grunts from the blow.
“You like being my bitch, don’t you?” he growls.