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the steering wheel. “Arghh!” I screamed into nothing. “Please, please, please give me a break.” I closed my eyes and took some deep, calming breaths.
My door flew open and Nate peered in at me. “Having car trouble, Liv?” he asked, frowning at my defeated expression.
I rolled my eyes at his stupid question. “No Nate, I’m just having a snog with the steering wheel!”
He chuckled and took my hand. “Come on, I’ll give you a lift home.” He didn’t give me chance to argue, already pulling me from the car.
“I need some things from my car,” I told him as I opened the boot and loaded his arms with stuff.
Carrying some things of my own, we loaded them in his boot and his driver opened the car door. “Miss Thomas,” he smiled at me.
“Miss Adams,” I corrected him with a shy smile.
Nate turned to me. “Oh God, I’m sorry Liv. My mistake. I keep forgetting you’re married.”
“ Was married, Nate,” I rectified.
Smiling, he slid in the seat beside me. “Where to Miss?” the driver asked, peering over his seat to look at me.
As I told him my address Nate slid his hand in mine. “Good day, baby?” he mocked.
“The best,” I replied with a sarcastic nod of my head.
His thumb stroked across my knuckles in a soothing gesture and I felt my heart skip, remembering how it always used to relax me. “Liv, why did you let Simon yell at you like that?”
“Because he’s my boss, Nate. He’d sack me if I told him to fuck off.”
“You’ve told me to fuck off before and I’m your boss.”
“You weren’t my boss at the time though,” I scoffed.
“Seriously though, the Liv I used to know wouldn’t have stood there and took that. She’d have laid into him and tossed his arse all over the office,” he declared, giving me a confused look.
“Well, that was the Liv you used to know Nate. I’m not that girl anymore,” I told him, looking away from his probing gaze.
He nodded, more to himself than me. “I nearly pummelled him when I heard him shouting at you. Smug Bastard!”
“He’s not so bloody smug now.” I smirked. “He was all smiles and politeness when he left. He hasn’t been polite to me in nearly three months.”
“Jesus! What is that man’s problem with you?”
“I’ve told you. He wanted to get friendly and I didn’t . . . simple.” I shrugged. “Especially now he thinks I’m screwing you. I don’t think he can comprehend how I could turn him down in preference to you,” I sniggered.
“What’s to understand? I’m gorgeous, hot and fuckin’ hard. ” He grinned, wiggling his eyebrows at me as my gaze lowered to his lap. “I knew you wouldn’t be able to resist, Liv. Every time I used to say ‘hard’ you’d always look at my lap.” He laughed, squeezing my hand. I was very tempted to exchange my gaze with my hand and once again feel that hard muscle enclosed in his trousers. I squirmed in my seat. Nate gave me a knowing grin as the car came to a stop outside my house.
“Wait!” He scolded as I reached for the door handle.
The driver came round to open my door. “Thank you . . .” I started, realising I didn’t know his name.
“Blake Hunter, Miss,” he informed me.
Nate took my things from the boot as Blake shut my door. “I’ll carry them in for you, Liv,” he said, already walking up my path. I ran in front of him to open the door and gestured him in before he collapsed under the weight of everything.
He placed them on the kitchen table as he took a look round the room. “This is nice, Liv.” He smiled softly, “How long have you lived here?”
“About ten years now,” I replied as I flipped the switch on the kettle. “Coffee?”
He nodded his head as he removed his phone from his pocket and started typing. “Give me your mobile number while I’ve got my phone out and then we can arrange a time for me to pick you up Monday morning.”
“Pick me up?” I asked, puzzled.
“Yeah. Your car’s broke, remember? I’ll
My door flew open and Nate peered in at me. “Having car trouble, Liv?” he asked, frowning at my defeated expression.
I rolled my eyes at his stupid question. “No Nate, I’m just having a snog with the steering wheel!”
He chuckled and took my hand. “Come on, I’ll give you a lift home.” He didn’t give me chance to argue, already pulling me from the car.
“I need some things from my car,” I told him as I opened the boot and loaded his arms with stuff.
Carrying some things of my own, we loaded them in his boot and his driver opened the car door. “Miss Thomas,” he smiled at me.
“Miss Adams,” I corrected him with a shy smile.
Nate turned to me. “Oh God, I’m sorry Liv. My mistake. I keep forgetting you’re married.”
“ Was married, Nate,” I rectified.
Smiling, he slid in the seat beside me. “Where to Miss?” the driver asked, peering over his seat to look at me.
As I told him my address Nate slid his hand in mine. “Good day, baby?” he mocked.
“The best,” I replied with a sarcastic nod of my head.
His thumb stroked across my knuckles in a soothing gesture and I felt my heart skip, remembering how it always used to relax me. “Liv, why did you let Simon yell at you like that?”
“Because he’s my boss, Nate. He’d sack me if I told him to fuck off.”
“You’ve told me to fuck off before and I’m your boss.”
“You weren’t my boss at the time though,” I scoffed.
“Seriously though, the Liv I used to know wouldn’t have stood there and took that. She’d have laid into him and tossed his arse all over the office,” he declared, giving me a confused look.
“Well, that was the Liv you used to know Nate. I’m not that girl anymore,” I told him, looking away from his probing gaze.
He nodded, more to himself than me. “I nearly pummelled him when I heard him shouting at you. Smug Bastard!”
“He’s not so bloody smug now.” I smirked. “He was all smiles and politeness when he left. He hasn’t been polite to me in nearly three months.”
“Jesus! What is that man’s problem with you?”
“I’ve told you. He wanted to get friendly and I didn’t . . . simple.” I shrugged. “Especially now he thinks I’m screwing you. I don’t think he can comprehend how I could turn him down in preference to you,” I sniggered.
“What’s to understand? I’m gorgeous, hot and fuckin’ hard. ” He grinned, wiggling his eyebrows at me as my gaze lowered to his lap. “I knew you wouldn’t be able to resist, Liv. Every time I used to say ‘hard’ you’d always look at my lap.” He laughed, squeezing my hand. I was very tempted to exchange my gaze with my hand and once again feel that hard muscle enclosed in his trousers. I squirmed in my seat. Nate gave me a knowing grin as the car came to a stop outside my house.
“Wait!” He scolded as I reached for the door handle.
The driver came round to open my door. “Thank you . . .” I started, realising I didn’t know his name.
“Blake Hunter, Miss,” he informed me.
Nate took my things from the boot as Blake shut my door. “I’ll carry them in for you, Liv,” he said, already walking up my path. I ran in front of him to open the door and gestured him in before he collapsed under the weight of everything.
He placed them on the kitchen table as he took a look round the room. “This is nice, Liv.” He smiled softly, “How long have you lived here?”
“About ten years now,” I replied as I flipped the switch on the kettle. “Coffee?”
He nodded his head as he removed his phone from his pocket and started typing. “Give me your mobile number while I’ve got my phone out and then we can arrange a time for me to pick you up Monday morning.”
“Pick me up?” I asked, puzzled.
“Yeah. Your car’s broke, remember? I’ll
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