Page 26 of Long for Me
Dropping my pen, I lifted my head. “Is that all?” I asked when he didn’t continue speaking.
He was watching me in a way that wasn’t nearly as blank as it’d been all day. I took a moment to compose myself. If he saw the conflicting emotions inside me, I couldn’t bear it.
“You’ll come with me to the ceremony.”
“What?”
As if he hadn’t just offered me an opportunity I’d been dying to see, he continued. “Rolling Heights was the first project you worked on with me when you were promoted and you did well. You deserve to be there.”
And hell must have frozen over. Or pigs were flying. I flicked my gaze to the windows to check. Perhaps in a split second, Bennett had been replaced with someone who gave a shit. He was actually acknowledging I’d done something good around here.
I couldn’t fathom any option actually happening. “Okay, thank you. Mr.—Bennett.”
I caught myself and looked at him. In that split second, a muscle popped in his jaw and he turned back to his computer. “You’re dismissed.”
Oh yay. With the compliment and kindness and all, I thought he was over his assholery. Should have known that wouldn’t have happened.
I stood from the chair and left his office, leaving his door open and not bothering to slam it shut behind me like I wanted to.
Back in my office, I dropped my head into my hands as my shoulders shook.
I had to get over this insane attraction to him. We’d had sex. That was it. I was acting like I expected him to bethankfulfor getting to stick his dick inside me. What happened the other night might as well have been any regular night for him.
He didn’t care that he’d fucked me. In fact, he’d promised he wouldn’t mention our night, keeping our personal and our professional lives separated.
I just didn’t think he’d be the same bossy prick he’d always been.
But that was my fault. And now I was learning.
The only way Bennett was going to settle soft and kind eyes on me and whisper gentle words in my ears again was if I dropped to my knees and begged him to.
