Dane

Lila swore when he pulled away to kneel, and Dane raised a single eyebrow. "If I don't answer, they'll show up here," he said hoarsely, then tapped the phone screen. "What?" he barked, dropping his head and sucking in as she trailed her hands up his sides and kissed his chest.

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Fuck.

"Are you okay?" Chris's voice was quieter than his, but firm.

"Yes. Yes, I'm fine why? What's going on?" Dane snapped. She'd raised herself up to kneel in front of him so she could reach him better. He opened his knees and slid his hand down her back to her butt to slide her closer. She murmured her approval.

He wanted to throw the phone away, rip off her clothes and plow into her right then.

"What took you so long to answer? What's going on?" Chris said, low and sharp.

"Nothing! I was just—"

"Give me the password."

"No, Chris, for fuck's sake, I answered the call—" he swore viciously as Lila arched into him, her breasts pressed into his chest as she sucked on his neck. He knew she was refusing to let him fall back into that place of anger and fear, and he loved her for it.

"Security password, Dane, or I'm coming over there for a physical check."

"Fucking peanut butter, okay, asshole? Are you happy?" Dane's breath shuddered because Lila had sucked his earlobe into her mouth. He had to catch her hand with his when she started moving south. "Look, I'm kind of busy and trying—"

"I'm just doing my job," Chris growled. "It's procedure to insist."

"I'm your fucking boss. We have the procedures for a reason and this isn't it. I'm trying to have a-a management meeting with a staff member and you're pulling red tape on me."

Forgetting the battle of their hands, Lila coughed a laugh into his neck. His shoulders, already rising and falling with his increased breath, shook. If his brother had any clue…

He turned his head and she pulled back to look at him, eyes twinkling to meet his gaze. He couldn't resist, he leaned in and took her lips once, twice, pulling her into his chest until she arched like a cat.

He wanted to purr.

He wondered whether—if he knew what they were doing—Chris would laugh, or try to punch him. He didn't want to think about it, didn't want to think about his brother and his possible feelings for Lila. He could hear Chris getting out of a car on the other end, the door thunking loudly and the sound of street noise behind him.

"Are we done?" he asked, his voice deepening as he stared down at Lila, her lips plump with his kisses, her cheeks flushed and hair messed. She was the sexiest thing he'd ever seen. He turned his face into the hand she put to his cheek and kissed her palm.

"I'm making sure you're safe, Dane, and you know it. You can apologize tomorrow when we debrief." Then Chris hung up.

Dane sagged with relief, letting the phone drop to the floor, and pulled Lila in with both arms. She was happy to fall into his chest, shaking with laughter. "A management meeting?" she giggled into his neck.

He growled, but kissed her once, long and lingering. Slower than before. Less desperate. More certain. Then he sighed, gently pulled her hands down from around his neck and sat down, his back against the wall again. He needed to think, but she was still between his knees, kneeling, watching him carefully, clearly deciding where to attack him next with her kisses.

But Chris's words echoed in his head: "...I'm making sure you're safe, Dane, and you know it..."

He did know it. And he needed to do the same for Lila.

"Don't give me that look. You aren't getting out of this now," she muttered leaning in. But he just smiled and kissed her again.

"No, I'm not, don't worry. I just…give me a minute."

She stopped clinging—staring at him suspiciously—but stayed sitting between his knees. But whatever she saw must have made her realize he was serious, because she blew out a breath that puffed her hair off her face, and pulled her knees up, hugging them, watching him.

He loved it.

She leaned her chin forward on her knees, a wicked little grin on her face that made his stomach tingle. "What kind of minute do you need?" she asked quietly, her fingers trailing up and down his forearm where he'd rested his hand on his knee.

Dane was sure his eyes must be almost black with desire for her. He wanted nothing more than to strip them both naked and be skin to skin. But he knew this moment needed some careful thought. Some planning. Now that he'd had a moment to think, the break the spell, he needed to make a plan. Then. Then they'd get naked.

She must have seen the promise in his eyes because her smile got broader and she dropped her knees to sit cross-legged, her knees resting on his.

He rubbed his thumb down her cheek and swallowed. "Listen to me for a second," he said in a voice so deep he was surprised it didn't erupt from the floor. Fuck she was beautiful.

She sighed and tipped her head. "Fine. What? What is so important we have to stop doing this?"

He used a finger to pull a strand of hair back off her face and slide it over her shoulder.

"You are," he said quietly. Her eyes softened immediately. "So, I can't do this until you really understand what it will mean." She sighed again, but then her eyes twinkled. "And if I still want you after that?"

His chin dropped and his lips slid up into a wicked smile.

Lila groaned and launched herself at him until they were both lost in another deep, soul-searching kiss and the world became very, very small. Reduced to her lips, the heat of her skin, and the sounds she made when he touched her. Like that.

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