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waitress left on their table. “So what are you going to do about Mr. Tall, Dark and Mysterious?”
     
    Sandy hung up her coat in the closet then walked into Troy’s office and shut the door.
    “Be right with you.” Just like before, he didn’t even look up from the keyboard again, damn it. What did she have to do to get his attention? Strip naked? Probably not. After all, it hadn’t worked completely unsuccessfully last time, had it?
    Her resolve firming, she walked around to his side of the desk. Conscious of the hum of voices outside his closed door, of the possibility anyone could walk in and discover her, she pushed him back from the desk. “Why are you avoiding what happened the other night?”
    “Because it shouldn’t have happened.”
    “Bullshit.”
    “I’m serious, Sandy. I’m not good boyfriend material. You know my job and how I’m here one day and gone the next. I’m not a great catch when it comes to stability.”
    “Bullshit.” She folded her arms and glared. “I like you. And more? I trust you. I don’t invite just anyone to stay the night with me, you know.”
    He caught her hand and pressed a fleeting kiss to her fingers in a move so smooth her knees weakened. “You shouldn’t trust me, sunshine. I’m not who you think I am.”
    “Bullshit,” she repeated, softer this time. “I know more about you than you think I do. I’ve read your file, remember? And I know stuff that isn’t in those files.” She knelt in front of him and stroked her cheek against his knuckles, noticing a trace of gun oil staining his shirt. So he’d not left the building, simply gone to the firing range. “I’ve seen how you worry about your agents. About Scott. You’re a good man. As for you not being here a lot, that’s fine with me. I’m not looking for marriage. I just…” want to come so hard I see stars, the way you made me come the other night. “I think we’d be good together. I’m not looking for forever.”
    From the doubt in his eyes, she knew he wasn’t buying her explanation. “This is your opportunity. Have some fun,” Jazz had said. Wasn’t that the whole point of leaving Minnesota?
    Troy’s eyes widened when she skated her palm along the inside of his thigh and tugged on his zipper. “What the hell are you doing?”
    Wasn’t it obvious?
    “Since you show no sign of taking the initiative, I figure I should show you that you’re not the only one talented in the bedroom. Or the office.” Not giving him a chance to object, she slid her hand into his briefs and wrapped her fingers around his rapidly hardening cock. His fingers clamped onto the arms of his chair, the knuckles white; his breath quickened to match hers.
    With her heart beating as fast as if she’d just run a mile, she licked her lips then lowered her head. A groan rumbled through him when she swirled her tongue around the head of his cock. God, she loved how he smelled, how he tasted of warm, spicy musk. The thick, dark hair at the root of his cock crinkled against her fingers, tickled her nose.
    “Sandy.” A warning? Or a plea?
    She slid her lips down his shaft, her fingers reaching beneath the fabric to cradle his balls. His hips lifted off the seat slightly, pressing his cock deeper into her mouth; his fingers stroked her hair as he curved his fingers aroundthe back of her head. Not a warning then.
    “Oh fuck, that’s…” His fingers tightened in her hair giving her the bite of pain she loved. She squirmed, pressing her thighs together at the warm moisture gathering between them.
    She sucked harder, deeper, rocking until the head of his cock bumped the soft palate at the back of her mouth. What a pity he was still wearing his pants. She’d give anything to see him butt-naked.
    Next time . And there would be a next time, she vowed. The carpet did little to cushion her knees but she didn’t care. She pulled back, the pressure of his hand controlling how far she could withdraw. God, yes, she loved a man