She redressed carefully, folding her blouse closed over damp skin, and returned to her desk in silence.A few minutes passed. Quiet. Weighted.Then Cade broke it with a murmur, casual as anything.“You’re so responsive today, sweetheart,” he said, not looking up from his screen. “I barely have to say anything and you melt for me.”Lili flushed again, pressing her knees together beneath the desk. Across the room, Beckett didn’t speak. But she caught the way his fingers clenched around his pen. How he stared at the screen without really seeing it.Later, when she crossed the room to grab a drink, Cade reached to help guide the glass and his hand brushed her inner thigh.It was feather-light. Could have passed for nothing. But the look he gave Beckett afterward said otherwise.And Beckett’s jaw ticked.She was back at her desk, cheeks burning, when Cade spoke again, louder now, enough for Beckett to hear.“He’s quiet today, isn’t he? Maybe you’ve got him tongue-tied.”Lili’s head shot up
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