Page 25 of Never Say Never

"Missed me?"

"What?" York's eyes widened. Why was it cute?

"I know how much everyone loves my presence at the office, and figured my boss missed me." I smirked.

York's gaze dropped to my lips, and I couldn't help myself. I drew my tongue over them, wishing I could be kissing York again. His face showed nothing, but there was no hiding the lust in his dark brown eyes. I wanted to tease him, giving him a taste of the hell I was currently going through. I wanted nothing more than to strip him down right then and there. Either the other two people in the elevator needed to die or disappear somehow. I was a selfish man, and I might not own York, but it didn't mean I was going to share with anyone.

"Paul." There was a warning in his tone.

The elevator doors dinged as they opened. I stepped ahead of them and grinned. "I do like the way you say my name." I said it low enough that only York would catch it, but I kept walking, not checking to see if he did.

"Hey," a few of the team members said the moment they saw me. They were more formal the second they laid eyes on our boss. "Morning, sir."

York nodded and walked past me as I slowed down. I loved to see him naked, but watching him walk away was a treat in itself.

"Are you seriously that stupid?" Hunter asked.

"What?"

York closed the door behind him the moment he walked into his office. I could go in there. He had an open door policy with the team, but I wanted to lock it, get on my knees and make him break the stone-cold blank face he was sporting this morning. I couldn't be the only one reeling from the sex last night. I had a lot of sex, like a whole lot, but still I was feigning for more like an addict. I didn't even get to fuck him, or better yet ride his thick cock.

Hunter laughed as he stared at me and then at York's closed door. "You've already been reported to HR."

"Hey, each of those incidents weren't my fault and I was found not guilty," I pointed out.

Summer shook her head, her long curls moving with the motion. "You have no shot." She leaned against Hunter's cubicle. "The chance is lower than five percent."

"That's a chance."

"A shot at what?" Jamie asked. He dropped his bag off at the cubicle next to Hunters before joining us. He glanced over at York's office. "Fill me in."

"Paul is trying to conquer someone way out of his league," Hunter said.

"I wouldn't say way out?—"

"He is." Summer turned to face me. Her gaze moved from the top of my head to my shoes. "You aren’t ugly, but you have a lot stacked against you. Not to mention, he wouldn't go for someone who isn't serious about dating."

"Not to mention, it's York Washington. The moment he became our boss, you lost any chance," Hunter said.

"Wait, what?" Jamie stared at me, bug-eyed. "You and the boss?"

"More like him and his hand," Summer joked.

The other two instantly started laughing. I rolled my eyes, knowing I'd already had York. The issue was, I wanted to have more.

"You've all seen I'm addictive."

All three of them stared at me like I had five heads.

"You really going to try?" Hunter asked.

Try? I did.

"No, but we all can have our thing. Just like how Summer wants the new receptionist on the third floor. Ask for her number yet?"

Summer flipped me off before moving away.

"I don't want your sloppy seconds."