Page 116 of Illicit Education
Welp. I shrugged and hurried down the hallway. “Hey, what time is it–”
I skidded to a stop at the top of the stairs.
He wasn’t alone.
I yelped and squatted down behind the balcony wall.Oh my God.
Nowbothof my bosses had seen me naked.
“Good afternoon, Rylan.”
I squeezed my eyes shut and shook my head. “Hi, Mina.”
Did she just sayafternoon? Greer was going tomurderme.
“Why don't you get dressed and come downstairs when you’re ready.” Mina’s words were a bit clipped; once again, we’d disappointed her.
I hated the way that made my chest tight.
“Okay.” I flipped onto my hands and knees, then speed-crawled back to the bedroom and closed the door, leaning back against it and staring into the room with wide eyes.
I mean,come on. Seriously? Did I really just give Mina a full frontal? I giggled loudly, then swiftly covered my mouth.
The doorknob twisted and I jumped away from the door as Reed walked in.
His gaze heated as he looked me up and down, then he handed me my purse. “That thing’s been buzzing the whole time I’ve been downstairs.”
I groaned, my shoulders sagging.Greer will never let me hear the end of this.
“Hey.” He stalked toward me, then slid his arms around my waist, pulling me up against his body. His eyes searched mine and something had changed in them. “No regrets, okay?”
My brow furrowed.
He cupped my face, running his thumb back and forth over my cheek. “I need you to say it, Rylan.”
His voice was tight.
I searched his gaze, the emotion in his dark eyes tightening a fist around my heart. “What’s wrong?” Mina must have really laid into him if he was this bothered.
He closed his eyes on a long blink. “Please.”
The word was barely a whisper and my heart shattered in response. I reached up and held his face. “Look at me.” When he opened his eyes, I said firmly, “I have no regrets, Cabot.”
Cabot took a deep breath, then nodded as if he accepted my words, and slid his hands down to squeeze my ass. “There are shirts and stuff in the closet. I don’t stay out here all that often, but you should be able to find something.”
I nodded. Ah, so this wasn’t his main residence–
“I’ll start some coffee.”
“Okay.”
He turned and slipped out of the room, closing the door softly behind him.
No regrets?What was that about? Just… reassuring me because Mina was here? I didn’t know if he’d noticed last night, but I really hadn’t cared what she thought about me, about us.
I mean, Ididcare–I really liked her and I liked my job–but I didn't likeherenough to stop seeinghim.
Flipping the light switch on in the closet, I scanned the rows of hanging clothes. He didn’t come here much? Coulda fooled me. There was an entire wardrobe collecting dust in this closet. Suit jackets and dress shirts hung on one rack; slacks hung on another. Folded up on shelves were sweaters and hoodies, track pants and jeans. I held a pair of black track pants up in the air, then lowered them to my waist.