Confessions of a Bad Boy Gamer by Cathryn Fox

Author:Cathryn Fox [Fox, Cathryn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cathryn Fox
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

5

Raelynn

A loud noise outside my door reaches my ears and I practically jump from my chair. Ever since Nate kissed me last night, and wanted to know what number date we’d be on tonight, I’ve been a nervous freaking mess.

Tell him two, or better yet three.

Christ, after all the dirty, delicious things he did to me on date two, what would a third date entail—naked and having sex while skydiving.

Find out, I dare you.

As I curse at the inner voice, I move papers around on my desk, pretending to work, but not able to focus. I had so much fun “playing” with Nate yesterday at the school, not to mention what we did in his hotel room, that I’d been unable to think about much else.

In a few minutes, he’ll be walking into my office for my last appointment of the day. Honest to God, I can’t believe how much he’s changed physically. Underneath it all though, he’s still that same sweet guy I grew up with. Yeah, sure, he’s still a gamer geek, but damned if I don’t like the kinds of games he plays outside of work—sexual and otherwise. The fact that he took me to a playground, asked about me, my work, and wanted to introduce a little balance into my life, touched me on another level. No guy had ever been so considerate, or just wanted to get to know me better.

Talk about the complete package.

One I could easily fall for.

But he slept with me thinking I was Saralynn. Or did he? Jesus, I’m so confused. Should I just straight-up ask him if he knew, or tell him I was pretending to be Saralynn?

Yeah, sure, go ahead and do that, Rae. Way to let him think you’re a nut job.

My cell pings and I see it’s my sister, wanting to hang out. We’ve been playing phone tag for the last few days, and haven’t had a chance to connect. Either I’m at work when she reaches out, or she’s out partying when I text back. No doubt she’s found a hot new guy in Baltimore to play with while she’s home. I text her back, letting her know I have to work late, but want to do lunch with her soon.

The hard knock on my door zings through me and when I glance up and see Nate enter, his big body eating up the space, breath leaves my lungs. No guy has a right to go around looking like that deliciously dirty and sinful. How can any woman in the building be expected to get any work done with sex in a shirt strolling the halls?

“Nate,” I say, keeping my voice even, professional, as I stand and gesture to the chair across from me. “Right on time.”

“I like to be punctual.”

He closes the door behind him, and a quiver moves down my spine as he sets the lock. Why the hell did he do that?

“Privacy,” he says, like he can read my mind. “No one needs to know our business.

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