I Accidentally Slept With The CEO

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bed, careful not to wake him. He was still asleep with his chest rising and falling in slow,

k. Calm down,

a note on the hotel stationery: Thank you for a wonderful night. Truly. I then folded a crisp $200

ying in my head: his fingers around my clit, his mouth clamped against my nipples , t

ost count. God, he's da

curl around me. My muscles relaxed, with my mind spinning between disb

it with a crisp ivory blouse with a subtle silk sheen and nude heels. My hair was loosely pi

ixty degrees and I looked good. I should not still thinki

bag strap, trying not to drift into reckless memory-land. But flashes of

ance team wizard who was capable of saving budgets, preventing disasters, and occasiona

ring? It's hard not to notice that you ar

ze. "

"Your engagement ring.

was having fun with another woman. I didn't even bother to listen to his excuse. I walked away a

re going to have to cope seeing him every day but I g

today. Hopefully before I run into him. I'd rather dodge the drama co

"So full-on ghost him, emot

eak to each other, every interaction wil

use otherwise, I'd have popcorn r

ing. "Thanks, Susan. Yo

minder. The new CEO is arriving tod

pulse hit

s from my skirt. "Thanks for the reminder. It's so embarrassing

arkling. "You are going to b

ea

if he's ridicul

y. Very

r, squared my shoulders as I followed Susan to the elevator hallways w

e elevator doors slid

perfume that grazed my nostrils and I cou

d and forced a polit

I said, my voice st

ough to make my pulse spike. That smirk, it was cocky

t look feel

ng just enough for me to hear

ing my hands b

retch and then his voice came, it

ryone. I'm Lucas R

e. He paused, letting the weight of his entrance settle, letting the staf

g in my skull from last night. My hands shot to my mouth, c

d. It

burning, my pulse threatening to betray me. Nodding slowly, I

ht stand with t