Dangerous Crush (Dangerous Noise 2)

A thrill runs down my spine. This is quite a power.

I push myself to my feet and get back into my bra and dress.

Kit slides his shirt on. He's pulling up his jeans when they start buzzing.

I laugh. "That would have been useful earlier."

His smile is short lived. It's a second then some realization hits him. He pulls his jeans to his waist, buttons them, and grabs his phone

His eyes fix on the screen. He gets that same far off look.

"Your dad again?" I ask.

"Yeah."

"Maybe you should talk to him."

"Soon." He nods to the door. "You should leave first."

I arch a brow.

"If we leave together, our clothes all fucked up, everyone will know."

Oh, that makes sense. I smooth my dress and run my fingers through my hair. "How do I look?"

"Like somebody was tugging at your hair." He smiles. "It's hot but—"

"Obvious?"

He nods.

"I'll go straight to the bathroom to clean up."

He plants a quick kiss on my lips then all his attention is on his cell.

It takes me fifteen minutes to fix my hair. Even so, when I emerge from the bathroom, Kit is nowhere to be seen.

I do a round of hellos, grab a glass of water, and check my cell for an update. Nothing from him.

The door to the study is still closed in its frame.

Is he still in there?

I slip out of sight. Once I'm sure no one is staring, I knock on the study door.

There's no answer.

I step inside anyway.

Kit is sitting on the couch, his cell in his lap, his eyes on the wall. He's staring but not at anything in particular.

As flattering as this could be, I don't think it has anything to do with me sucking him off.

I slide into the seat next to his.

His attention rouses enough for him to turn towards me. But his eyes are still blank. It's like he's hollow.

I lean in close enough to whisper. "What happened?"