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ould have e What she wears isn’t so i deal to her”

“I think it’s great how you treat her It’s hoould”

“She’s a lot like you She’s adorable” The words are out before I realize what I’ve just said

“Is that so?” His s to flat out want

His hand twitches, and I can i ether I ion my nipple with his lips… Oh, hell, I’m already wet

I want to bone my boss

Bone my boss…

Yes, please

“Don’t you think she’s like you?” My breath is shallow, and he returns to where I’

“I hope she’s not”

“Why? What’s wrong with you?”

His chin drops, and it’s like he’s baring his soul “You’re a therapist… tell me what you think—unless that’s not allowed… Can you treat your boss?”

“Of course, I can” Can I? “What’s bothering you?”

We’re so close, and today his scent is less earthy and more soap and sexy man-scent It’s delicious

“Is it inevitable… Do we all eventually turn into our parents?” He looks up at me from under his brow, and Oh, sweet Jesus, those eyes