“Fuck!” he groans, dropping his forehead to my chest. “I thought it would be safer to kiss you out here, rather than in my bed where I’d want to take advantage.” He lets me fall slowly to my feet but keeps hold of me, which is good since I’m pretty sure my legs wouldn’t be able to hold me up right now. “I was wrong.”

“I should get home and get ready for work.” I say after my breathing and my heartbeat has slowed to something close to normal.

“Yeah.”

He leans in to touch his lips to my forehead and my eyes slide closed. Kissing him might make me light up but the forehead kisses are going to be my undoing.

“Come on, we’ll walk you down to your car.” He takes my hand and walks me to the door, then calls for Skye to follow, and grabs the hardhat I wore upstairs last night. When we get into the elevator, Skye starts to prance in excitement, then the bell chimes and the doors open on the first floor and she takes off, disappearing out of sight before Clay even has a chance to place the hat on my head. While we walk through the building, I notice people starting to filter in to start work, and Skye stops to greet each of them on her way back to us, all of them acting like it’s a regular occurrence to have her around.

“You need to get her a yard to run in.” I tell Clay when we get outside, and she starts to roll around in a small patch of grass next to his jeep.

“She has access to the back of the building where we laid down grass, she just thinks we’re going for a ride and is showing off.”

“Now you need to take her on a ride, otherwise she’ll be disappointed.”

“She’ll ride with me later today when I run a few errands.”

He stops at the door to my car and opens it up, but before I can place my ass in my seat, he presses me up against the side of my car and cups my face in his large palms.

“I want you to stay the night tonight, are you good with that?”

“Yes.” I answer without even having to think about it.

His face gentles. “That was easier than I thought it would be.” He dips down brushing his lips across mine, then steps back enough for me to get in my car, and once I’m in my seat, he bends down to give me one more kiss, only leaning back enough to look me in the eye. “I’ll see you when you get off work.”

“Okay,” I say, and he shuts my door. Then I hear him call Skye and as I pull away from the curb, I watch the two of them in my rearview mirror as they both watch me drive off.

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WITH MY FEET hurting from being in heels all day I get off the elevator and head down the hall to my apartment, flipping through the mail I picked up from the box on my way into the building. Like always it’s mostly junk and a few clothing catalogs that I plan on looking at later, then will likely toss in the trash because I won’t actually order anything from any of them.