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Just the sight of this office had me remembering the way his large hands had gripped my body—like he never wanted to let me go.
    I walked over to his desk, resting on the edge facing the door. I took a deep breath, willing my body to calm down. But it wouldn’t. It burned for release. For the touch of someone’s hands, anyone’s but mine.
    “You seriously want to do this?”
    My head snapped up at the sound of his voice in the doorway. Despite the fact that he looked at me like I had six heads, I couldn’t help but admire him. It seemed all I ever did when I was in the same room with Ben Lockwood was admire him. “It’ll be fun.” I nodded, my thighs tightening. “How many people get to watch unreleased porn?”
    All right, maybe I didn’t even need to be in the same room. Maybe I just needed to think about him and my mind went to all sorts of places. Dirty places. Hot, sexy, breathless places.
    He contemplated it for a while, but finally relented. “All right, we can do this, but no monkey business.” He pointed between us while pushing off from where he rested on the doorframe and made his way toward me.
    “Please, Lockwood. I just want to see some porn. I didn’t say anything about wanting to screw you.”
    Disappointment washed over me. I wanted him to want me. I wanted him to be so overcome with need that he threw me down on the desk and fucked me, like he had all those months ago. But it looked like the ball was in my court if I wanted to break my rules and take this into the sexy category. And if I did, I was going to have to pull every seduction tactic I had out of my arsenal.
    He was only an arm’s length away now. He’d let his hair down during our swag assembly line and it framed the rigid lines of his jaw. I wanted to reach out, to brush it away and get a glimpse into those chestnut eyes that had burned a spot onto my heart. Although he’d never know it. I could never tell him that.
    “This isn’t a good idea, you and me.”
    Of course it wasn’t. It was probably the worst idea I’d ever had. But that didn’t mean I was going to walk away.
    I swallowed down the words that were swimming around my brain and instead smiled brightly.
    With his own grin and a shake of his head, he walked around his desk, pulling out the rolling chair from underneath and clicking away at his computer. “Come on over.”
    When he’d found the files, he pointed at the screen. “Pick your poison. Plumber and housewife. Male firefighter and male fire captain. Or extreme bondage.”
    “Definitely not bondage.”
    I might have indulged clients a few times over the years, but I wasn’t into bondage. A little handcuff to the headboard or silk ties around the wrists and ankles had its place, but anything more than that and I just wasn’t on board.
    “Noted. Not into bondage.” His eyebrow quirked up and there it was—that smile.
    You are not going to let Ben Lockwood slip past your walls again.
    I willed myself to step back, pull away as much as I could. My libido battled with my emotions. I was desperate for human connection, but I couldn’t let myself get caught up in romance. Not until I found “the one.” And if agreeing to coach the one man I needed to avoid like the plague could sway the universe my way, I’d do it. I’d do it with fucking bells on.
    I placed my hand on his shoulder, shirking off the seemingly electric current that ran up my arm the moment I touched him. “Let’s go with the firefighters.”
    My choice was strategic. I needed the least sexy of the three.
    “Firefighters it is.”
    He opened up a shared folder and double-clicked on a file that was named Hose Kings. I choked out a laugh. If it weren’t made with the sole intent of getting people off, porn would most definitely be filed in the comedy section.
    “You don’t get uncomfortable watching this? Considering you’re…”
    “Straight?” The scene started, a rhythmic mix of drum and bass. The one thing I liked about White