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“No, I’ll be fine. I think I’ll have the salad.”

“You don’t want fish?” he asked.

“I’ll just have a bite of yours. You don’t expect me to look like this by bingeing on a giant slab of meat, do you?”

“I think you’d be gorgeous no matter what size you are.”

“That’s ridiculous,” she stated. Her gaze swept the room carefully hoping to get a glance of him. “I’ll just have a bite of yours.”

“Whatever you want to do.” He always gave in too easily. She might enjoy his company more if he ever fought back. It was so easy to get what she wanted.

Her lover didn’t roll over so easily. He took what he wanted from her which made her want to give him everything. Maybe she already had. She had offered to leave Fox several times, but he said to stay. He liked the game they were playing.

“I guess it’ll be a no to dessert then?” Fox asked.

“That’s later, remember.” She gave him a quick wink. At least he was skilled at some things. He didn’t make her blood boil, but he could force more than one orgasm out of her.

No matter what she was told, if Fox got where he couldn’t even do that, she was gone. She would simply gather up Ethan and disappear from the apartment. There were plenty of places to hide in a city like Boston.

“May I take your order?” the server asked from the side of the table.

“I’ll have the Caesar with anchovies and another one of these,” she answered, shaking her glass.

“I’ll take the salmon. Baked potato and green beans. Just water for now. Thank you,” Fox added. The server left, and Fox leaned back in his chair. He smiled at her. She matched the smile, but it wasn’t meant for him.

Her mind was on the man hidden somewhere in the very restaurant she sat in across from her boyfriend. A tendril of excitement threaded its way up her spine at the thought. With any luck, he would summon her tomorrow and give her what she really craved. She just had to wait until then.

CHAPTER 10

Fox pulledinto the parking lot of his office. His boss had texted him early that morning to ask him to stop by before heading out to check on his jobs.

He hadn’t slept well last night, and his head ached slightly. He chalked it up to worrying about his current relationship situation. The dinner had been okay, but Brooke seemed distracted most of the night.

“Hey, Maeve,” he said, stepping into the office foyer. “Boss said he wanted to see me?”

The office wasn’t anything fancy. All the company needed was someone to answer the phones and file paperwork. His boss sat in an office behind her desk working on bids.

All the billing was done at the main headquarters in a building out in Wellesley. He’d only been there a couple of times and always felt underdressed. It’s where their clients met with the developers.

“Sure thing. Have a seat, and I’ll let him know you’re here.”

Fox smiled to himself. Maeve had the most Bostonian accent he had ever heard. His was tempered by growing up in Maine. Once when she had too much to drink at the company Christmasparty, he couldn’t understand her at all. He took a seat on the old leather couch in the corner to wait.

“Do you need a cup?” It came out cuhp.

“I had two this morning. That should do me,” he answered. He pulled out his phone and began to scroll through his email.

“Addams,” his boss bellowed from his office. Fox jumped hard enough he dropped his phone. He had just scooped it off the floor when his boss appeared at the door. “You’ve got a request.”

“A request?”

“Yeah, that rich lady in Beacon Hill is waiting for you. Guess you did her friend’s place. She’s an important client. We play our cards right, they own rental property all over town. Make sure you don’t fuck it up. Here’s the address.” Fox took a piece of paper from his hand. “Just do the measurements and stuff for the bid. Some designer is supposed to meet you there with the mock-ups.”

“Sure. What time do I need to be there?” Fox asked.

“You should just make it if you leave now,” his boss answered, checking his watch.

“Guess I’ll head that way then. See you later, Maeve.”