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“Okay.”

He takes a long, settled breath and drifts off like Jake used to when he was a baby. I turn to face Evan’s sleeping form, dying to lavish him with all the attention I just gave Deacon. I wish I knew how heavy of a sleeper he was. I wish I knew if he’d mind if I accidentally woke him by pushing his hair off his forehead or running my thumb across his lips. I still have a lot I want to say to him. More than anything, I want to know if he wants more of what we found here tonight or if he was only caught up in the frenzy of two very strong libidos pointed directly at him.

Does he regret it? “Please don’t regret it,” I whisper.

His lashes flutter, and I cringe at myself. When his eyes crack open enough to see me, he moves closer, slotting his thigh between mine and tucking his head against my chest, his hand resting right below his chin. “We have a lot to talk about,” he murmurs.

“Shh. I know.”

28

DEACON

“Ithink I have a sex addiction.”

Gray peers at me over the rim of his reading glasses. “I asked how your week was going.”

“That’s how it’s going,” I tell him. “I’ve either been having sex or wanting to have sex.”

“Who are you having sex with this week?”

“My boss and my roommate.”

“At the same time?”

“Once, but mostly with my roommate.”

Gray lifts his brows and makes a note. “That escalated quickly.”

“It did,” I agree. “There was a trickle, and then it was like standing in front of a firehose.”

Gray snorts. “You come up with that analogy yourself?”

“Yeah. I mean—I’ve heard something like it before.”

“That’s good, Deacon.” His smile tightens as he peers down at his notes. Gray is about my age, late twenties, I’d guess. He’s tall and slim with a mess of dark, wavy hair, barely tamed scruff, and those slutty readers. I’m pretty sure he’s straight but can’t confirm. There are no photos in his office, and he’s never oncementioned anything that alluded to his life outside this building. He’s good-looking, though. It took me a few sessions before I was able to stop noticing.

“Now,” he says. “Let’s see if we can talk about what it feels like being hit by a sex firehose.”

“Like I never want it to stop.”

“First thing’s first—is it affecting your health? Your attendance at work? Your ability to pay your bills?”

“Not at this point. But I could see how it might. Fucking the CEO? Generally not a good thing, right?”

“Generally not, but it doesn’t sound like he’s much of a stickler for rules.”

“He’s pretty horny.”

“Is he likely to fire you if you break things off?”

I take a second to think about it. “I don’t think so. I never really saw him much before. I don’t report directly to him.”

“He doesn’t strike you as the vindictive type?”

“I haven’t really known him long enough to say.”

“Keep that in mind,” Gray says.