Mr Spencer (Mr. 2)

His eyes fall to the desk, and I place my finger under his chin to bring his face back to mine. “Is that still true?”

His jaw clenches as his eyes hold mine.

“Spencer…”

He stares at me.

I wrap my arms around him and hold him tight.

“Okay, well, I have something to tell you.” I run my fingers through his stubble. “You were right, I could never sleep with someone I didn’t have feelings for.”

Spencer

My heart sinks from her admission. “Who is he?”

She smiles softly. “He has white teeth and he wears a size thirteen shoe.”

I frown.

“He’s on the navigation team for Santa Claus.”

My face falls. “What?”

“He likes naughty kittens because he’s a big naughty kitten himself.”

“I don’t understand.”

She gives a subtle shake of her head. “There was no other man, Spence.”

My eyes search hers.

“Only you,” she says softly.

I frown in confusion.

“You’re the only man I’ve ever slept with—the only person I have feelings for.”

My heart freefalls. “Are you serious?” I whisper.

She smiles and nods gently. “I wanted it to be you—”

“Why would you lie to me about that?” I breathe out, cutting her off.

I should have made it better for her. I try and remember how I took her the very first time. Was I rough? Did I hurt her?

“I knew that you were too scared to go through with it because you thought I was going to fall in love with you,” she admits.

My eyes hold hers.

She bends and kisses me softly. Her tongue gently slides through my lips, and I feel my arousal roll in.

“And it turns out you had a good reason to be scared of that… because I have,” she whispers.

I drop my head as emotion takes over, our foreheads coming together.

This feels so… real.

She puts her finger under my chin and brings my face up to meet hers. “I know this is crazy and we don’t even know each other properly yet, but I was devastated last night when I thought you were with Sheridan.”