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“No worries. Well, I’ll see you later.”

“Sure.” Jessie nodded.

“Yep,” Jamie said with a nod and turned on her heel. “You heading out as well, Siena?”

“Yeah, I’ll walk with you,” Siena replied on autopilot, her curiosity about Jamie growing beyond the desire to taste her once more.

“Great, see ya, Sis.”

“Bye.”

They headed away from the gym and toward the street where Siena had parked.

“I didn’t set anyone on your boss.” Siena spilled the words before she realized they were on her tongue.

“I know.” Jamie surprised her by saying.

“You do?”

“Yes.” Jamie laughed as the incredulous look that must have been plastered on Siena’s face. “I told you. I’m good at my job.”

“You checked it out?”

“Yep. Seems the ones continuing to harass my boss are the ones where the information has hit just a little too close to the truth.”

Siena laughed and nodded as she stopped walking at the trunk of her car. Jamie took one more step before turning back around and smiling at Siena.

“Yours?” Jamie jerked her head slightly to Siena’s vehicle, the Lexus that she had scrimped and saved years for, and she was damn glad she’d been able to afford it.

“Yes.”

“Nice ride.” Jamie stepped back toward Siena, the air between them thickening once more as the space decreased.

“Do you still think I’m like that?”

“Like what?” Jamie’s eyes dropped to Siena’s mouth and back up again.

Siena licked her lips, the pulse between her thighs growing the more she took Jamie in.

“Using my position in unethical ways?” Siena’s voice dropped.

“I don’t think it for a moment. Never did.” Jamie stepped closer still, the toes of her shoes meeting Siena’s. “You wouldn’t need to use any unethical means to get into any position you wanted.”

Siena’s breath caught as the lightest touch of Jamie’s fingers danced up her arm. Was she really going to do this? Was she going to kiss Jamie Kettlehouse out in the open and fully knowing exactly who she was?

“Is that so?” Siena asked.

“Mm-hmm.” Jamie’s eyes danced as her smile tempted Siena beyond her control.

Siena snaked her arm around Jamie’s waist and pulled Jamie into her. Her breath caught, and she struggled to tear her gaze away from Jamie’s full lips, from the confidence that she seemed to always ooze when in Siena’s presence. As their bodies collided, Siena took Jamie’s lips. Jamie’s groan as Siena teased open her mouth and slid her tongue in made her underwear wet and her pulse get heavier and faster.

Siena cupped the back of Jamie’s head, tilting her backward and pushing her against the trunk of the car. Her entire body heated in the chilled air, and she slid her hand down Jamie’s side from her breast to her hip and back up again.

“Fuck.” Siena’s curse was a breath between kisses as Jamie’s hands found Siena’s breasts, rolling her already erect nipple through her clothes. Her knees went weak at the barest of touches from Jamie. She was so touch deprived, and that wild and crazy night in the hotel room had proven that fact over and over again.

“This time, I get to play,” Jamie murmured as she turned Siena and pressed her back against the trunk of the car, taking more control than Siena had thought she was willing to give. But there was something delicious about Jamie taking and doing rather than just receiving. Siena had shorted them both the pleasure of that experience before, hadn’t she?

Siena pressed her shoulders into the trunk of her car and jutted her hips out, giving Jamie access to anything that she wanted to touch. She couldn’t stop threading her fingers through Jamie’s long blonde hair, against her skin and clothes. She movedin for another heated kiss when light washed over them, the headlights effectively throwing the metaphorical bucket of cold water.