I didn’t want to cuddle with her because she would know how aroused I was, and she would probably figure out what contributed to my hard-on. It was best to keep my distance and try to think of something else.
Rome turned on her side away from me, her knees pulled toward her chest. When she didn’t show me any affection, I knew something was wrong.
But I didn’t want to talk about it, not when I didn’t have a good argument. It was best to say nothing and hope she would cool off in the morning. There was nothing to say that hadn’t been said already anyway.
5
Rome
We did our usual routine in the morning. We got ready and headed to work together at the same time. Usually, we held hands during the drive, Calloway’s large thumb moving over my knuckles. But today, we didn’t share any affection.
When we arrived at work, we walked past the rest of the staff without our usual dramatic appearance. We walked side by side, our arms nearly touching. But to everyone else, that was pretty much us fucking.
Calloway walked me to my office even though it was unnecessary. Even when Hank was a bigger threat, it still didn’t need to happen. But I wasn’t in the mood to argue, so I didn’t bother fighting it.
He stood in the doorway and stared at me, his blue eyes saying what his lips couldn’t. He gave me his typical piercing gaze, apologizing but also standing his ground at the same time. With those powerful shoulders, chiseled physique, and movie-star face, it was difficult not to want him—even after last night.
“I’ll see you later.” I walked into my office so I wouldn’t have to look at him anymore. I wasn’t entirely sure what I felt about last night. But whatever it was, it wasn’t good.
He followed me inside then wrapped his arm around my waist. He pulled me into his chest and gave me a slow kiss on the lips, not giving a damn if a colleague walked by and spotted the affection.
I wanted to push him off, but my body immediately responded. Right on cue, my lips kissed him back, and my heart fluttered like the wings of a butterfly. My arms rested on his, and I felt his hard-on through his slacks.
He pulled away and looked at me with his intense gaze, clearly wanting to kiss me longer and harder. If he could get away with it, he would have lifted me onto the desk and taken me then and there.
But he made the right decision.
Without saying another word, he walked out and headed to his office.
I leaned against the desk and gripped the edge, knowing I was going to think about that kiss all day until I got another one.
We had a meeting in the conference room during lunch.
And that meant it was one of the rare times I would see Calloway during working hours.
I took a seat with my sandwich and salad, and of course, no one sat beside me until just before the meeting started and there weren’t any other chairs to choose from. Bill sat on my right, Alexa on my left.
I didn’t get any kind of greeting.
Calloway walked in right at the last minute, waiting until everyone in the office was ready before he made his appearance. He walked to the very head of the table, the chair that everyone knew was reserved for him.
But he didn’t take a seat.
He grabbed the remote for the projector and clicked a button. “Good afternoon, everyone. We’re going to go over the last quarter because we could make some serious improvements.” He clicked the button again and changed the slide. Like a bull that had been released from his cage, he reared his head and seemed angry. Sometimes it was difficult to tell if he was intense and focused or just pissed off.
Either way, he looked sexy as hell.
Instead of listening to what he was saying, I kept fantasizing about him. He looked so sexy in that black suit, his shoulders broad and powerful and his legs muscular and long. If I had to sit there and look at him for an hour, I knew it was impossible not to think about sex.
I was sure every other woman in the room was thinking the same thing.
I pictured myself falling to my knees in front of him, his enormous cock shoved down my throat as he gripped my hair like it was reins of a horse.
I drank some water and forced myself to cool off.
“We’re invited to a city-wide charity event taking place at the Plaza next Saturday. This is a work function, and I expect everyone to be there. Each of you will get overtime for the appearance. If you have a conflict, speak to Theresa about it, and we’ll see what we can do.”