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I watch him stroll to the elevator, stealing a glance back at me … twice.
Okay, Kyle’s definitely into me.
I’m smiling as I walk into our condo. Ronan’s in the kitchen, hovering in front of the open fridge, shirtless, the view of his muscular back mesmerizing.
He turns to me. “Good night in class?”
“Kind of.” I drop my bag, exhausted. “Where’s Connor?”
“Concert.”
“I swear, he spends half his salary on tickets.” I frown. “Are you eating my yogurt?”
Ronan licks the spoon. “Yup. It’s my second one.”
My jaw hangs. “Why?”
He shrugs. “I was hungry. And bored.”
“You shithead!”
“Yeah. What are you gonna do about it?” he taunts, his eyes roving over me, the simple act raising my pulse.
Oh my God, this guy is a machine. I’ve never had so much sex in my life. Every single night, sometimes twice. There’s no denying him either, not that I’d want to. But still, I pretend that I have the willpower to say no. It usually lasts all of ten seconds. As soon as his lips are on me, I’m a goner.
“Nothing. I’m going to sleep.” I bolt for my room with a shriek, making it all the way to my door before his arms rope around my waist and I’m laughing hysterically. “Put me down!”
He tosses me onto my bed and yanks off my shoes and socks, followed by my pants, then my panties. I help him by tugging my own shirt off and unfastening my bra. In seconds, I’m lying naked in front of him. Waiting.
He pauses, his gaze softening for a moment. “I’m gonna miss you.”
“I’m gonna miss you too.” But I don’t think I’d be so cavalier if he wasn’t leaving.
Still, next week will be quiet, lonely.
Ronan drops his pants—he’s not wearing briefs tonight, and he’s already fully erect. “How do you want it?” The deep rasp in his voice is intoxicating.
“Well, seeing as you ate my snack, it’s only fair.” I stretch my legs wide.
With a grin, he drops to his knees.
“Did you hear?”Jean hisses, startling me in my cube.
My stomach clenches. What will today’s gossip be? Hopefully nothing David related. “I doubt it.”
“Henry Wolf is in Miami.” Her onyx eyes dance with excitement.
That piques my interest. The CEO of Wolf Hotels, who will one day officially take over the luxury hotel chain from his father, is a celebrity to most Wolf employees and the source of a lot of racy gossip. I’ve only seen pictures of him, but the man could easily grace a “most beautiful people” magazine cover. No wonder I’ve sensed a strange buzz around the office today.
Everyone’s in heat.
And the rumor is, that’s exactly the way he likes it.
Regardless, I’ve always wanted to see him in person, to understand what all the hype is.
“They’re in the Pacific, having some big meeting, but Dana said they called her to arrange for a car to take them to lunch, off-site, for noon.”
I glance at my watch. That’s in five minutes.