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A POV

"Tonight wasn't so bad", I say as Christian drives me home following our shift at the club. I wasn't sure what to expect following this afternoon's wild staff meeting, but the night went smoooth.

"It was a slow night which is nothing for a Sunday, but it was indeed a good night."

"Jack kept to himself."

"Thank fuck", Christian mutters, giving me a sideways glance before putting his attention back on the road. He turns on to my street and parks on the curb. He's barely gotten the vehicle stopped when I unbuckle my seat beat and move over to him, crashing my lips on to his. His hands slip underneath my shirt as we continue making out.

"I've been wanting to kiss you all night", I whisper.

"Me too. It was a long damn night."

"We'd better stop or we'll get into trouble." I slide back over to my seat and grab my purse. "Kate texted earlier and said her flight from New York was delayed so she's not home. Do you want to come up for a bit?"

"Hmm", he says. "Sure." He quickly unsnaps his seat belt and gets out of the car. I can't help but smile when he takes my hand. We walk into the building and on to the elevator. The electricity is cackling, but we manage to keep our hormones in check. We arrive on my floor, and I point to my apartment.

"Here it is.", I say. I unlock and open the door. I turn on the floor lamp as Christian closes the door.

"This is nice." I drop my purse on the sofa and take his coat off for him. "What are you doing?"

"Just trying to make sure you're comfortable." I grab the hem of his black Delirium tee and smirk. "You'd be more comfy without this on." I take off his shirt and feel my panties moisten at his chiseled chest.

"In that case." He lifts my shirt over my head and throws it on to the floor. The next thing I know we've moved the sofa where I'm straddling him. I rock back and forth, increasing the friction between us. I move my hand down and unzip his jeans.

"Ummm...", I hear. Christian and I both freeze at the sound of Kate's voice. Christian hurries in zipping his pants back while I jump off him. I scramble for my shirt, avoiding eye contact with Kate. I hand Christian his shirt. "You should've locked the door."

"Well, I forgot", I murmur. "Besides, you said your flight was delayed, and I wasn't expecting you this soon."

"Obviously", Kate giggles. "I got back sooner than I thought, but my phone died so I couldn't call you. Christian, it's nice to see you again."

"Hi", Christian says with a wave. He shuffles over to me. "I should go."

"Ok", I reply. I ignore Kate's presence in the room and kiss him. I walk with him past Kate and to the door. "I'll talk to you later."

"Laters, baby." I close and lock the door. Turning around, I find Kate grinning like a loon. "Gloat all you want."

"Oh, I am. Remember that time you walked in on me when I was going at with Tad?"

"You mean Brad?", I ask.

"Yeah, him. Anyways, this is sort of payback for that. I'm guessing that date went well?" I told Kate over the phone earlier that I had gone on a date with Christian, but some of the details were left out of the conversation. The biggest omission was that I slept with Christian. She drops back in one of the arm chairs as I sit on the sofa. "Well?"

"The date went good. So, tell me about your conference."

"It was great. I learned a lot of interesting things that I plan on using with my articles. I also got to meet some very nice people from other magazines. Of course the beauty of New York made the trip even better.

"It sounds like a good trip." She stretches and yawns.

"It was, but I'm happy to be home." She stands and picks up her suitcase. "Hotel beds are never as comfortable as my bed here. I'm going to hold off on my unpacking until tomorrow. You going to bed?"

"Yeah", I answer, getting to my feet. "Goodnight."


"I feel like I've been out of the loop", Claire Thomas tells me as she and I have lunch at Capri Cafe. We've known each other since our freshman year of college. During our senior year she married her boyfriend Matt. "I've been so busy getting the new house set up along with trying to get the interior design business going." She grins and takes a drink of her tea.

"How is all of that going?"

"Good. When we first moved into the house I wasn't sure it would ever get done. I'm surprised Matt didn't throw his back out from moving the furniture around so much."

"I'm sure it looks great", I say, adding a dash of salt to my fries.

"Once it's finally finished we're going to have a party to celebrate. Tell me about what's been going on in your life. How do you like working at Delirium?"

"I like it. I think I've gotten used to getting home early in the mornings which my dad didn't like at first. He's starting to come around."

"He's still ok with you not working at his company?"

"Yeah. He and my mom want me to be happy, and right now I am." I bite into a fry as Claire eyes me.

"You certainly are happy. Who's the guy?"

"Christian. He works at Delirium. It's still new, but I really like him."

"Are you able to control yourselves at work?", she teases, waggling a brow.

"Of course", I answer. "At work we're keeping things professional. Our romantic status has no bearing on how we do our work."

"I'm happy for you", she says as her phone buzzes with a text. She looks at the screen and starts fanning herself.

"Are you ok?"

"Uh...yeah. It's gotten a little hot in here. They must've turned the heat up." I snort. "What's funny about it being hot in here?"

"It's not hot in here. I think the reason behind you suddenly becoming hot is in that text."

"Fine", she sighs. "Matt sent me that told me how much he loves me and what he wants us to do tonight." I hold up my hand and shake my head.

"I don't want to hear the rest. Keep your sexting details to yourselves."


C POV

"How's the writing going?", Ana asks. I have the phone on speaker while I type out words to my book. The untitled project focuses on Ben, a guy who decides to take a trip across the country. Before he's even halfway through the trip he meets Liv, a woman who he's instantly attracted to.

"It's going well. I've got a thousand words down and plan on getting at least another two thousand words out today."

"Awesome. Are you going to let me read some of your work?"

"Eventually", I reply. "Even though I'm being productive I wish you were off tonight."

"What would we be doing if I were off?"

"Go out for a nice dinner and then come back to my place where I'd take you on every possible surface." I hear her breathing change. "Sounds like you'd like that."

"Very much. Crap. I've got to get finish getting ready. I'll talk to you later, ok?"

"Ok. I hope you have a nice evening at work. Bye."


I'm steadily making headway with my writing. My goal was to get three thousand words today, and it looks like I might even end up with more. I've only stopped long enough to take get a quick snack. I move my fingers off the keyboard and stand to stretch. I'm considering texting Ana to see if she's on break, but I also don't want to interrupt her at work. Before I can make up my mind I hear a knock at the door. I open the door and find a blonde haired woman on the other side. She's a woman who I'm familiar with. Veronica Harrison. She and I worked together at Delirium and eventually started a friends with benefits relationship. We ended things around the same time she moved back to her home city of Tacoma.

"Veronica", I murmur.

"Hi", she says with a wide grin. "It's been a while. Can I come in?" I move from the door and allow her inside the apartment.

"What brings you here?"

"My friend Meredith's baby shower which is tomorrow. I'm staying at her house, but I wanted to see some of my other friends before heading there. You were on my list so I thought I'd take the chance and stop by here before heading to Delirium. I would've called first, but I lost a lot of my numbers when old phone broke. Can I sit?" She points to one of the chairs.

"Sure. Have a seat." I sit down on the sofa while she sits down in the chair. "How's Tacoma?", I ask.

"It's great. I'm working as a receptionist at my dad's accounting firm. It's not the most exciting job, but I like it."

"That's great."

"How have you been?", she asks.

"I've been good", I reply. She pushes a piece of her behind her ear and stares at the other end of the sofa. "What?"

"I was just thinking about the time we were on that sofa. We couldn't wait to get to the bed so we just fucked right there." She laughs softly. "Even though we agreed to end things I'd be lying if I said I don't sometimes think about what we had. Do you?"

"No." Her face falls flat. "I'm sorry but no."

"It's ok. Are you still single?"

"I recently started seeing someone." She smiles, but it's clearly fake.

"Good for you", she says as she stands. "I've got to get going." I stand and walk her to the door. She steps out into the hallway and sighs. "It was good seeing you."

"It was good seeing you too", I say. She wraps her arms around me and then places a small peck on my cheek before walking down the hallway towards the elevator. My eyes lock on Ana who's only a few feet from my door. Hurt is etched on her face, and I know exactly the reason for it.

"Lisa scheduled too many servers, and it was slow so we drew straws to see who'd leave. I won and thought I'd surprise you with your favorite food from the diner", she says, holding up the plastic bag. She steps closer and practically shoves the bag at me. "Here."

"What you saw was nothing. Veronica's in town and wanted to stop by to say hi."

"Veronica? Your co-worker from the Delirium who you hooked up with? Well, I'm glad you got to see each other. I've got a headache and am going to go home." She's about to move away, but I grab her by the hand.

"Don't go. Come inside." She looks down the hallway and then back to me. "Please."

"Fine", she mumbles. We enter the apartment, and she lets go of my hand. "You should eat your food before it gets cold."

"It can wait", I say as I place the food on the kitchen table. "What can't wait is us talking. Nothing happened in here with Veronica and me. She hugged me and gave a friendly goodbye kiss...on the cheek."

"I suppose I shouldn't be upset since we haven't discussed whether or not we're exclusive."

"Then let's have that discussion right here, right now. Are you seeing anyone else?"

"No", she scoffs. "And I don't plan on seeing anyone else. What about you?"

"I'm only planning on seeing the woman in front of me." She still seems bothered. "You're not happy with that answer?"

"It's not that. I saw her face as she was walking away, and she looked like a woman whose heart had been broken. You said it wasn't serious with the two of you, yet I wonder if her feelings for you were deeper than she let on." I recall Veronica's remark about sometimes thinking about what we had.

"I'm going to be honest with you. Veronica said she sometimes thinks about us. Whether she actually has deeper feelings for me is something I don't know, but I no longer have any feelings for her. I'm only attracted to and have feelings for you." I pull her to me. She finally smiles as I grasp her hand. "It's you."

"And it's you."