Chapter One hundred and Fifty-one

She picked up on the first ring, which told me she had been keeping the phone close for longer than she would admit.“Boss?” The word came out bright and disbelieving at the same time. “Is this…are you…oh my God. You’re actually calling.”“I’m back,” I said.She laughed, short and wet. I could hear a chair scrape. “I thought…people were saying things. I didn’t believe half of them but I believed enough that I kept the office locked. Are you okay? Are you in the city?”“I’m in the city. Open the clubs. All of them. Tonight if the licenses still hold. Tomorrow if they don’t. I want lights. I want staff. I want the doors doing what they are supposed to do.”“All of them?” She was already moving. I could hear it in her breathing. “Even the one on Fifth that the inspectors-”“All of them. If anyone gives you a problem, you call me. Not a manager. Me.”“Yes. Yes. God, I missed your voice. I mean…sorry. That was-I’ll do it. I’ll start now.”“Thank you, Lena.”She went quiet for a second, lik

Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-two

I moved closer.The carpet took my steps and gave nothing back, thick enough to swallow the sound so completely that even I almost doubted I was moving. Each step felt heavier than the last, not because of the distance but because of what waiting on the other side of it. She did not turn at the first one. She turned at the second, slow and deliberate, like she had been standing there the whole time waiting for the exact moment I decided not to stay in the doorway. The decision sat in my chest like something I had already lost the right to take back.Dallas.Afternoon light laid itself along the side of her face and caught in her hair, turning the darker strands almost copper where it touched them. It made her look like she belonged to a softer hour than the one we were living in. She had put on makeup, but only enough that it looked like she had done it with hands that were still a little unsteady. A thin, careful line of dark along her lashes. A little color on her mouth that made th

Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-three

I lifted her. She locked her legs around my waist immediately, tight and sure, like her body had been waiting for the chance. I carried her to the desk and set her on the edge and then I was between her knees and her hands were in my hair and we were kissing again, messier now, teeth and breath and we were kissing again, messier now, all teeth and breath and the raw sound of two people who had stopped holding back.She got both hands on the buckle and yanked it open, fingers shaking so hard the metal slipped once against her skin before it finally gave in. The leather dragged free. She shoved it aside without looking and went for the button of my trousers, breath already short against my mouth.I stayed still for her, one hand braced on the desk, the other spread wide on her thigh. I felt the muscle jump under my palm as she got the zipper down and shoved the fabric out of the way. She grabbed the front of my shirt, pulled me in hard, and I went with her, gripping her thigh tighter un

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