Page 7 of The Interview (Executive Suite Secrets)

Arden was true to his word.

After sex, there was food, anime, and a blowjob on the couch.

A quick glance out the window revealed that the snow was still falling. We could see the road clearly, but Arden declared it wasn’t safe for me to drive home and offered to share his bed with me. So generous.

Naturally, getting ready for bed meant being fucked on the stairs.

Just as we were settling in, I remembered I was supposed to text Sebastian and Byron that I was home safe.

Shit.

I was safe, but not home.

“I’ll be right back,” I muttered as I slid out of Arden’s cozy embrace and rolled over to pull my phone off the charger.

“What’s wrong?” Arden’s voice was growing groggy and low, as if he were half-asleep already.

“Nothing. I just need to text my boss. He wanted me to text when I got home safe.”

The sexy man stretched under the blankets and chuckled. “Gonna tell him you’re still stuck in my clutches?”

“I have to.”

Rolling toward me, Arden wrapped an arm about my waist and pulled me onto the bed before I could set a toe on his cold hardwood floor. “Stay. It’s just texting. The house is old and drafty. Stay where it’s warm.” His words grew more muffled as he pressed his face into my shoulder and gathered the blankets around me.

How the hell was I supposed to argue with that? I was a strong man, but I didn’t want to meet the person strong enough to walk away from a warm, cuddly lover and into a cool house.

I’m safe. Thank you for arranging for me to meet Arden.

I paused, still holding the message app open to make sure that it properly sent to both Sebastian and Byron. There was no way my boss was watching for my text, but Byron was always on top of everything. I half expected to see a reply from him.

Two seconds passed and the three dots appeared, indicating that someone was typing.

Safe as in home? Or safe as in you’re still wrapped up in Arden’s arms?

“Holy shit!” I lurched upright and couldn’t stop myself from looking around the room. Did Sebastian have a camera in here? Had he been able to hack my phone?

“What’s wrong?” Arden asked. He sat up next to me, his arm tightening as if preparing to protect me from an invisible intruder.

“Look what my boss sent!” I turned the screen toward him so he could read the message.

A loud bark of laughter erupted from his throat, and he fell onto the mound of pillows built against the headboard. “He knows you damn well.” Arden shifted in the bed, lying down and pulling the thick blankets up to his chin.

“Apparently so,” I mumbled as I typed out a response.

Safe as in I’m staying the night with Arden. I’ll see you bright and early tomorrow morning.

The dots instantly reappeared.

It’s snowing. I don’t like the idea of you on the road tomorrow. Remain at Arden’s for your own well-being.

Sir, the snow has stopped. The roads are clear , I pointed out.

See you on Monday! he replied, in what felt like a cheerful tone.

Tomorrow is Thursday.

The dots appeared again, but this time it was Byron who texted.

Take the hint. Enjoy the long weekend. We will see you on Monday.

“What the fuck…” I whispered, which earned me a kiss on my shoulder.

“Everything okay?”

“Um…change of plans for me.”

“Yeah?”

I set the phone back on the nightstand and burrowed down under the blankets while turning toward Arden. The man was so toasty warm and I loved the feel of his arms around me. I was never a big cuddler, but it was hard to turn away from it when Arden was built for cuddling.

“My boss is worried about the snow on the road.”

Arden snorted and pressed a kiss to my hair. “There is no snow on the road.”

“True, but all the same, he’s given me the next two days off work so that I can stay safe. Any chance you want to have our second date tomorrow?”

The big man sharing the bed with me pulled me in even closer so he could bury his face in my neck, teasing a giggling yelp out of me as the new growth of whiskers on his cheeks tickled. “Yes, I do. But only after I send your boss a giant bouquet of roses and the most expensive bottle of whiskey I can afford.”

“I’ll chip in. I owe him big for this date.”

“We both do.”

I almost hadn’t shown up for this silly date. Thank God I had. Whether it was by chance or science or even fate, I’d fallen into the arms of the most amazing man I’d ever met. And I wasn’t about to let him go anytime soon.

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