CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE

Ryan sighed heavily. "Is this about the call? Jeez, Claire. We were talking about office matters, so why are you behaving like this?" His voice was no longer teasing.

"I don't care," Claire said. "I'm not even sure what I'm doing here in the first place."

Ryan strode toward her. "You're here because we both want to be here. I don't want you gone, and I feel like I'll go nuts if you try to do it?" He hauled her body closer.

Sharply Claire inhaled some oxygen upon his embrace, her back against his hard chest She stilled in his arms, feeling the warmth. "Is this how you deal with Doris and all other women you fuck around?" she asked.

"I don't fuck around with just anyone," Ryan whispered, and then kissed her neck.

She tilted her head in response. "Believe me," he added.

Liar!

"Oh, so I should be grateful, right? That the mighty Ryan Stevens has his dick on me?" Claire

"Aren't you?" Ryan smiled, nuzzling her hair. "Just admit it, Claire, you don't want to go anywhere but here?" He gripped