O Magnet by TS Layne

Author:TS Layne [Layne, TS]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781948526265
Publisher: Shady Layne Media

Chapter Ten

Stockton

Present Day

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I lean against the wall while I wait for the elevator to arrive, blood pounding in my head like a hammer. My skin is hot and itchy, and I have a raging boner that won't go away. The constant undercurrent of sexual tension, the frustration of wanting what I can't have for four long years, have all come to a head. Kissing Penny tonight pushed me into a freefall, and I have no one to blame but myself. I bring my fingers to my nose, catching the faintest whiff of the perfume that still lingered around us as we kissed. It's a scent that screams fucking, push you up against a wall and tear some seams kind of fucking. I desperately want to go back, bang on her door until she lets me in and we give in to the crazy chemistry that's haunted us for years. But that would be giving in to the worst part of my nature and I can't do that for all the reasons. Even though the taste of her mouth, the softness of her lips, and the way she melted into me will remain with me the rest of my life.

The elevator doors open and I step in, reciting aloud all the reasons why I can't give in where Penny's concerned. I'm twelve years older. She's my employee. For a half-second I consider firing her. For another half-second I consider firing myself, because why should she lose her job when I'm the one who can't keep my shit together? Either way, Steele would disown me. Hell, he might disown me anyway when he finds out we're "engaged". But once I confide in him, he'll be on board. At least I hope so.

I exit the elevators and head outside, crossing the street to my building. Once inside, I take the private elevator to the top floor. Owen, Harrison and I own three of the four penthouse suites. The fourth belongs to a guy we've never met, but who apparently spends most of his time in Toronto. I'm tempted to go knock on Steele's door, ask for a scotch and spill my guts. But the last time I did that, I clearly interrupted something between him and Sparky, so I head to my place and open my own scotch instead.

I drain the first tumbler in two long swallows. Fuck savoring - I need to sort shit out. I hit Steele's number, but it goes to voice mail. He always picks up when I call. I double check my watch, it's definitely not too late. I try again. Voicemail again. He must be with Sparky. I take a moment to finish the second tumbler, giving them a chance to wrap things up before I try again. It still goes to voicemail.

"Goddammit, Steele, pick up the phone."

I think back to the accusations Penny levied at me in the elevator the night Lena and I broke up two years ago. Like most things where Penny is concerned, she was spot on, and I wonder if I have what it takes to go the distance with someone.

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