I almost laughed, because if he only knew.

“I can assure you that you’re not the only one with that problem.” I pushed off from the door and grabbed his hand as I moved back to the couch. “What are we going to do about this, professor?”

Patrice’s face was serious as we got back on the couch, he sat back as I straddled his hips, my arms around his neck. He grabbed my ass and pressed me to him so that I could feel his hard cock against me. Like always with Patrice, everything else seemed to shrink to nothing if he was around.

I waited for his answer, as we rocked against each other, the need building with every movement, and still Patrice didn’t speak.

Finally he pressed his face to my neck, and let out a long, weary breath. When he looked up his eyes looked scared, but determined.

“I want to be here, so I’m going to stay.” He didn’t say more, his body relaxing as he ran his hand over my back. I wanted to say so many things I knew I shouldn’t. In the end I told him the one thing I was more certain of than anything else.

“I want you here, for as long as you do.”

Patrice

I walked into the kitchen of Nesto’s restaurant, completely certain the conversation was going to revolve around me and Easton. It’s not like I hadn’t gotten a warning; he’d texted me last night after he left the penthouse, telling me to be ready for questions. I was feeling so fucking good after last night that I might just answer them too. Easton filled places in me that I didn’t even know were empty, and now that I’d let myself actually feel that I was loathe to let it go without a fight.

Before I left this morning we’d talked about his meeting with the sheriff’s department. I didn’t push him on what he would say; after all, Easton’s job was his job. So I’d wished him good luck on the trial preparations and went on my way.

Now I was here, certain that Nesto would not be happy until I spilled my guts about what I’d been doing at Easton’s last night. But I wanted check in about Ari and talk about the fundraiser a little more, so Nesto would have to deal. I tried to focus on where I was going and said hello to Nesto’s staff as I passed. I noticed Yin was standing by a ton of boxes, checking something off from a clipboard.

“Yin.”

He turned around and pushed up to give me a double kiss on the cheeks. I smiled as I obliged, thinking he must’ve picked that up from Ari. “How’s our boy doing?”