Fuck, I'm going to grow right here and now if I don't put this thing away.

I step onto the ninth floor. It's quiet today. It's always quiet in the afternoons when everyone heads to the coffee shop down the street for their caffeine and sugar fix.

There's Alessandra's office, the curtains down, the door closed, the lights off.

And there's Bella, sitting at her desk, talking into her headset. Her eyes catch mine. Her lips curl into a smile.

Slowly, she stands.

Fuck, I never get tired of seeing her in her work clothes. Her pink button-up shirt is tight around her tits. Her black pencil skirt hugs her hips in a way that calls for my hands. With the bun and the glasses and the hint of makeup, she has the professional good girl thing down, pat.

But she's wearing her lingerie under that outfit.

She's my angel.

And my devil.

I move closer.

Her eyes stay on mine, but she continues talking into the phone. She holds up her finger one minute. Her smile spreads wider.

She's enjoying teasing me.

"I'm sorry, sir, but Alessandra has demands. I wish I could talk her down, but I can't. It's eighty percent of the door or nothing." She presses her headset to her ear. Her eyes go to her computer. Then they're back on mine.

"What's he saying?" I whisper.

She shoots me a thumbs up.

She's fucking good at her job.

I almost want to watch her do her thing.

Okay, that's bullshit.

I want to make her come several times.

"Fax it over and we'll sign right away. Thank you." She ends the call and tosses her headphone on her desk.

She practically leaps into my arms.

"It's been too long," she murmurs.

I look up at her. Fuck, those brown eyes of hers are beautiful. And they're filled with that mix of affection and desire.

This was our first tour together.

Our first time dealing with the long separations.

I finally understand why Ethan and Kit are so annoying all the time. It's hell being away from her. But the reunions are almost sweet enough to make up for it.

"Alessandra threatened to make my life hell if I stole her assistant." I set Bella on the ground. My hand goes to the back of her head. I undo her bun and watch her hair fall over her cheeks.

"She's at a meeting for the rest of the day."

"Good." I lean in to press my lips to hers. God, the taste of her lips. Honey, tea, and Bella.

She pulls back with a needy sigh. "You don't care about Alessandra's threats."

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