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racing beneath him, he knew it was time to
let go.
    He rose, chilled without her warmth filling
him.
    “Don’t you want to—” She stopped when she saw
he’d retrieved her jogging pants.
    “You gave me more than I hoped for.” He
wanted to relish what they’d done.
    “Oh. But I could—” Her face flushed as she
cut herself off. They both knew what she was going to offer, but
the moment was lost.
    “What we had was perfect, Jessica.” Christ,
he needed much more, but it was wrong on so many levels.
    She didn’t argue, but simply took the pants
from him and stepped into them awkwardly. The ends got stuck on her
tennis shoes. Her hair had escaped from her pony tail, locks of it
springing out in gentle curls.
    “Yes, well...” She waved her hands, then
clenched her fingers into fists. “I better get you those answers
you wanted.” She sidled past him toward the door, her cheeks a
flaming embarrassed red.
    He couldn’t say what had just occurred was
meaningless, but nor could he tell her it meant everything. He
couldn’t admit Ruby had never given him the same sense of
connection. He’d found something with Ruby, yes, but with Jessica,
it was somehow more, better, beyond. The fact that he didn’t know
why was actually terrifying.
    No, he couldn’t say all that. “Thank you” was
all he could give her.
    “I should thank you, sure...” Her hands
fluttered again, then she grabbed the doorknob. She didn’t run to
her office, but turned in the opposite direction, and moments later
the door to the ladies’ room closed.
    He was a schmuck. But he wasn’t sorry for
touching her. He could only regret the circumstances. He’d been
angry with Ruby. And he had that goddamn condom in his pocket. He
could feel it there now, along with Jessica’s panties. He’d wanted
to use it, wanted to stick it to Ruby, wanted his revenge.
    That last thought was the thing that had
stopped him. He couldn’t use Jessica to get at Ruby. She was better
than revenge sex with a condom his girlfriend had given him.
    In a mere three days, so much had changed. He
stared at the desk where Ruby had fucked her lover. He could feel
her there, hear her moans, that husky wail she made when she came.
The sounds from three days ago echoed in his office.
    Only Jessica had drowned them out. When he’d
touched her, Ruby didn’t exist. If that condom in his pocket hadn’t
come from Ruby’s stash, he would have fucked Jessica. Yet its
presence reminded him of who he was. Jessica’s boss. A man breaking
his own rules.
    The restroom door hadn’t opened again. She
was waiting for him to leave. He wished there was something he
could have said to change that, but there wasn’t a damn thing.
    After one last look at the desk where Ruby
had cuckolded him, then to the table where he’d taken Jessica with
everything but his cock, he backed out of the office and locked the
door.
    He didn’t like how he’d felt or what he’d
done, how important it had been. He didn’t like the man he could
potentially become if he didn’t stop.
     
    * * * * *
     
    This was pathetic, sitting on the toilet lid
with the stall door locked as if he might follow her into the
ladies’ room.
    She was the one who’d gone to his office.
He’d told her to get out, but she just kept talking. Then she’d
thrown herself at him.
    Jessica buried the embarrassing heat of her
face in her hands. She’d confessed her fantasies. God. She’d
sounded like a besotted teenage girl instead of a
thirty-five-year-old woman.
    She sucked in a breath. He’d never make her
controller now. Not after he knew how she’d been salivating over
him for years. Her career at West Coast had just gone up in smoke.
And she’d lit the match. Idiot.
    When she rose, her legs felt wobbly, and she
was reminded again of how perfect his touch was. Ruby had been
lying to Bradley. No one could compare to Clay.
    She peaked out the door. His office door was
closed, the building silent. She didn’t have to