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spent there, so we’re fairly sure that A is for Asshole worked at Jessup. Plus, she just said something over the weekend about never dating a co-worker again.”
    He grinned, capturing her hand in his and drawing it to his lips. “Good thing you and I don’t share that same aversion.”
    Julia suggestively slipped her index finger between his lips, then gave a little gasp when he bit down on it lightly. “Though it’s probably a good thing we don’t actually work on projects together all that often,” she confessed. “I’m pretty sure we wouldn’t get a whole lot accomplished each day.”
    Nathan chuckled as she drew her hand away. “Depends on what you consider an accomplishment, I guess. If you’re talking about completing designs and holding meetings with clients, then I agree. But if you mean how many times I can get you off in a single day, then I’d be the most productive employee ever known.”
    She felt her cheeks grow warm, even as she gave a little eye roll. “And a modest one, too. That confident in your, um, abilities, are we?”
    In response, he slid his hand back up beneath her skirt, not stopping this time until he reached the crotch of her silky thong. At her little “ooh” of surprise, he gave a throaty laugh before murmuring in a low, suggestive tone, “Don’t forget I know exactly how to get you off, Julia, and exactly how long it takes to do so. Given how wet your undies are right now, I’m betting it wouldn’t take more than ninety seconds.”
    Julia’s head fell back against the plush leather seat as Nathan continued to stroke his thumb over her clit, then let out a long, low moan as his index finger slipped beneath the crotch of her thong to tease her moist folds. “Ah, that’s sooo good,” she panted. “I, ah, think that’s one bet you might actually have a chance of winning.”
    “Well, I am feeling awfully lucky tonight,” he whispered. “The real question is – are you feeling dangerous? Should I make you come right here on the freeway – with dozens of other cars racing by us and your friend in the back seat? What if she isn’t really sleeping? How would you feel if she heard you come? Mmm, those moans you make when you’re close –”
    Julia huffed in frustration. “Better stop, I guess. Damn you for getting me all worked up, though! I hope you’ve been catching up on your sleep, mister, because you’ve got work to do tonight.”
    Nathan guffawed as he reluctantly removed his hand. “Baby, that’s not work. That’s my idea of heaven.”
    The traffic on the drive into San Francisco was light, which was a very good thing since Nathan seemed intent on setting a new speed record to reach Julia’s flat. They typically spent Monday through Thursday at Nathan’s condo, given its close proximity to the office, and the rest of the time at Julia’s cozy flat in Lower Pacific Heights. Ground was being broken in just about a week’s time – weather permitting – on the spacious waterfront home they were having built across the Golden Gate Bridge in Tiburon, the home Nathan had designed himself with some inspiration from Julia’s father. Nathan planned to personally oversee the construction and make sure that not only was everything built to his exact specifications but done precisely on schedule as well. He fully intended on ringing in the New Year with his new wife in that very house in less than a year’s time.
    Angela, who lived in the flat above Julia’s, sleepily insisted she could carry her own suitcase upstairs, but Nathan brushed off her protests and did it for her. Julia had already unlocked the door to her flat and wheeled her suitcase inside by the time he ambled back downstairs. Not to mention having already stripped off her blouse and skirt and draped herself invitingly against the kitchen counter.
    His jaw dropped as he locked the door securely behind him. “Are those, uh, new?” he croaked, his hungry gaze raking over her petite but lushly