He places a chaste kiss to my forehead. “Wait here.”

I want to tell him I couldn’t move if I wanted to, but I lack the energy to say the words. When he comes back, he cleans me up with a damp wash cloth. My eyes are heavy with sleep.

“You can have a little rest. But I’m not done with you.”

His warm arms wrap me in their embrace and I snuggle into the curve of his body as drowsiness descends. I feel amazing as I slip into sleep. Sometime later, I’m awakened when his cock fills me again as we lie on our sides. I’m a little sore, but say nothing as he slowly slides in and out of me in an unhurried rhythm. I’m pretty sure he hasn’t come even though I have when he pulls out and raises my leg. He moves to lay his face on my thigh as his mouth covers me. His tongue takes a dive into a happy Louise as I fist a hand in his hair, overcome with the feels as my toes curl. He uses his mouth to fuck my pussy just like he kisses, long strokes and sucking my nether lips and clit until I skim through the horizon of pleasure like a shooting star.

Just as my orgasm ebbs, his cock replaces his mouth and he moves inside me again. He makes love to me this time. It’s not loud or frantic like earlier. Soft moans and groans fill the room as my heart expands with need. I have no idea when we finally fall asleep. I only know when I wake, I smell coffee.

I open my eyes and shoot out of the bed when I see the time on my silent alarm clock reads seven.

“Shit,” I call out. “I’m going to be late.”

I scramble into the bathroom and take a quick shower. I mourn the fact that I’m washing Andy’s sexy scent off me. It makes me feel branded. A feeling I haven’t had in a while. But I can’t go into the office smelling like sex. The water is warm and I hate that I have to rush my shower, but if I don’t get a move on, I won’t make it to the office on time.

There is no time to blow dry my hair, which sucks because the temperature outside is probably going to be below freezing. I comb it back and pull a ponytail holder around it. I apply a little makeup after brushing my teeth and head out to my bedroom.

Andy is there, wearing only pants. He holds two steaming mugs and extends one out to me.

I step over to grab it. “You’re a godsend.”

“I don’t know about that,” he says on a chuckle.

He’s so damn beautiful and that crooked smile makes me want to jump him.

I delight in the taste of a good morning cup of joe before I set what is left down on the bedside table and walk naked over to my dresser.

“Sore?” he asks.

Mortified he notices that I’m walking a little strangely, I feel my cheeks flush. “A little, but in a good way.”

I pull out the necessary undergarments and try not to squirm under the weight of his gaze as I put them on. He makes me feel naked, and not just the clothes-less kind of way. I feel like he can read my soul as he watches me.

“You should take a video,” I tease, trying to hide my discomfort.

His brow quirks. “Didn’t know you were into sex tapes.”

“Hardy, har, har.”

I stride past to go into my closet to find something to wear. I grab the first thing I see, a cream blouse, navy pants and a matching short jacket. It’s professional and stylish enough to make an appearance at Ted’s office.

When I put the blouse on, Andy, still shirtless, shakes his head. I turn away to sit in order to put on my pants. When I stand again, he’s holding a turtleneck up in my direction.

“I think this is better.”

I laugh wondering when I last wore that. It’s something I should have given away long ago. “Why is that?”

He walks over and places a finger above the top button of the blouse. It lands right at the crest of my cleavage.

“You have to know after last night, I’m not sharing you with anyone else.”

I glance up into unfathomable blue eyes. “I don’t share, either.” I place my index finger on his pec before sliding it across his nipple.

With only our fingertips on each other, I can almost hear the crackle of sexual energy pass between us.

“Don’t start something. Otherwise, you’ll have to call out sick today.”

I take the turtleneck from his hands and toss it to the side. “I wish I could, but I have a meeting today.”

“Important?”

“Yes. I have to go see Ted.” I don’t think about my words until his eyes darken. Quickly, I add, “I’m working on a project for him and I need to give him the first draft.”

I’ve been working my ass off on the accounting policies and procedures. Writing again, even though it’s a technically a manual of sorts and not an editorial piece, feels good.

I lean up to him and press my lips to his. “You have nothing to worry about.”

He stares at me for a minute. “I trust you. It’s him I don’t trust.”

“I trust you, too, and I can handle Ted.” I sigh. “I wish I could stay.”

“Let me take you to work. Maybe I should pay a visit to Ted and say hello.”

Something in his words almost sounds like a threat. I can’t imagine the two of them together. I don’t think Ted is interested in me anymore, but male pride could have them going at it just to prove a point.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea.” I laugh, trying to play it off as I slip on my jacket.

“Okay, but I want to take you to lunch. I’ll hang out in DC today and meet you later.”

I pray he doesn’t run into Ted as I agree to his lunchtime plans.

On the way to the office, I can’t seem to tear my eyes off of Andy as he manipulates his car through the DC traffic. It reminds me of the way he handled my body last night, and a warm flush spreads over me.

“What has you so quiet over there?”

“Honestly?”

“Yeah.”

“Thinking about last night and how much I would have regretted if you walked out of my life. I want this to work.” I reach for his hand because I have this need to touch him. Again, I’m surprising myself.

A broad grin stretches out across his face. “That’s probably the best thing I’ve heard in a long time. Other than your lovely sexy sounds last night. And I plan to make sure I hear those on a regular basis.”

“Are you making me a promise?”

“Oh, you can count on it. Do you have an office with a door?”

The sexy cast of his eyes makes me cross my legs. My cheeks warm at the thought of office sex.”

“I don’t have an office here at this location. I’m working out of a cube.”

“We’ll have to get creative then.”

His hand slides up my thigh. I playfully slap it away.

“We won’t be having sex in Ted’s offices,” I laugh.

“Too bad, I’m sure we could teach him a thing or two.”

“You are so bad.”

I’m instantly looking very forward to meeting Andy for lunch today but I also hope to dodge the bullet of the two men meeting.

SECOND SEMESTER IS FLYING BY. I am angry with myself because I promised Jenna I would go to Key West for spring break with her. All I want to do is spend the week with Drew. She catches me pouting on more than one occasion.

“If you want to back out, it’s fine.”

“I don’t want to back out.”

“Look, Cate, you and I have been friends since what? Kindergarten? I know when you don’t want to do something. If you don’t want to go, I don’t want you to go. It won’t be any fun dragging you around to clubs and stuff with your lower lip hanging on the ground.”

“I’m not acting like that.”

“Uh huh, right.”

She’s right and I know it. I thrum my fingers on the table as she stares at me.

“You need to decide soon, because if you’re not going, I need to get a replacement.”

“I’m going.” This will be good for me. “I need some Jenna/Cate time.”

“You sure about this? You’ve been stuck to Drew’s side since Thanksgiving. Sometimes I think you’re his third arm.”

Once again, I can’t argue with that. “I know¸ but I can’t help it. When I’m not with him, it’s like a part of me isn’t here.”