her shoulders. “I didn’t see any mistletoe. I only saw your lips and I decided to kiss them. What are you going to do? Make me work even more overtime?”
Cornell yanked her against him, his gaze hot and hungry. “I’m considering making you kiss me again.”
“W-what?” she managed. Just barely. The words nearly got stuck in her throat. Where was her fierce side? The side that stood toe-to-toe with badass supernaturals on a nightly basis? Why was she suddenly reduced to a deer in headlights?
Because your hot friggin’ boss slipped you the tongue.
Oh right. That was why.
“We should go in for that drink now,” she said, unsure she could trust herself a moment longer with him this close.
He grinned. “Perfect.”
“I can’t drink much, though. I’m on call tonight, remember?” she pressed, knowing full well that he was aware he’d put her on call at work tonight.
Chapter Four
Rack his balls
Dani sat on a sofa she was pretty sure cost more than her house. Cornell liked the fancy stuff. No denying that. She stared around at the large room, filled with nothing but the best in furnishings, and drew her knees toward her chest as she watched Finn doing his best to rub against Mimi while showing her how to play pool. Dani wondered how long it would be before Mimi used her magik to zap Finn into the hallway.
Her thoughts returned to the kiss she’d shared with Cornell. She’d known the man for years, lusted after him for as many, and had dreamed he’d actually kiss her.
You kissed him , she reminded herself. But he kissed you back.
Shivering, she drew up the cashmere throw Cornell had given her upon entering the large room and noticing her cold state. Dani hadn’t realized just how much snow had soaked through her clothes while outside until she was presented with warmth. She’d been worried about ruining his high-end furniture by sitting on it damp. He didn’t seem to care one bit.
Cornell stoked the fire and glanced back at her, his dark gaze locked on her. “Your sweater is wet. Would you like a dry one? I have many.”
Could she handle being in one of the man’s sweaters? Probably not. She’d already made a fool of herself outside. Dare she take him up on the offer?
That would be so stupid. You’ll end up naked and begging. Sad.
She shook her head, going with her gut. If it said danger, danger , she was going to listen. Obviously Mimi would be of no help in keeping Dani from throwing herself at her boss’s feet, begging the guy to fuck her. Mimi was too busy teasing Finn as she racked balls on the pool table at the far end of the room. She kept wiggling her backside as Finn stood behind her, clutching a pool stick, looking like he might snap the thing in two.
Poor Finn.
Mimi was the type of Fae who oozed sexual allure, and Finn had fallen for it, hook, line, and sinker. Dani doubted anything would come of it all, because while Mimi thought Finn was attractive, she wasn’t that into him—they’d talked about the men they work with enough for Dani to know. Which was for the best since Finn was a total ladies’ man.
“You’re sure?” asked Cornell, stoking the fire more, each poke of the flames exciting Dani as she took the action somewhere sexual.
Dear gods above, do not take your clothes off in front of this man. Put more clothes on. At once. Like ten sweaters. Maybe twenty.
She couldn’t get the kiss out of her head, and if she started undressing, things would surely deteriorate. “No. I’ll go next door and grab one of my own. Thanks, though.” Dani went to stand and Zeus, one of Cornell’s hellhounds, rushed up to her, pinning her to the oversized sofa. He slobbered on her leg as he pushed at her more, making her fall softly into a seated position once more. Zeus then tried to climb on her lap. “Hey, you are not a lap dog. I’ve told you that already.”
The dog was a gentle giant and she had a major soft spot for him. She rubbed behind his ears and then