Grabbing the tissues, he turned back to where she lay, cleaning her up. She shuddered each time he brushed over her sensitive clit.
“How the hell am I supposed to get any work done after that?” she asked.
“I don’t know, I feel energized.”
“Pervert.”
He laughed and the sound brought a smile to her face. “You don’t do that often enough.”
“Do what?” he asked as he helped her stand. She reached for her panties and jeans, pulling them on.
“Laugh. You don’t laugh often enough.”
His face grew serious, a sad look entering his eyes. “Well, I haven’t always had a lot to laugh about.” Then his face lightened as he looked at her. “But somehow you always manage to make me smile.”
“Glad I could bring some comic relief,” she muttered, even as she wondered what it was in his past that made him look so sad. Even though he’d forced her to open up to him, to spill pretty much all her demons, he still remained closed off.
It was really starting to piss her off.
“Hunter—”
Leaning down, he kissed her. “We’d better get back to work.”
She glared at him. “Fine. But don’t think you can always put me off. One day you are going to tell me.”
“Tell you what?” he asked with fake innocence.
“Everything.”
***
Hunter sat back in his chair, closing his eyes for a moment. Christ, he probably shouldn’t have done that. He thought he’d be able to keep their personal and work relationships separate.
What an idiot he was.
Then there was the fact that he’d hurt her. He hadn’t meant to and she’d never admit it, but he’d seen the flash of hurt in her eyes when he’d shut her down. He knew he was a hypocrite, he expected her to completely open up to him, yet he kept a major part of himself closed odd.
But he just wasn’t ready to open up about his past yet. There was a knock on the door and Gray let himself in.
“What? You don’t wait for an invitation now?” Hunter growled. “I could have had a client in here.”
“You don’t have any appointments this afternoon. Besides, I just saw Cady sneak past my door looking like she’d just been well satisfied so I figured you were alone.”
“Stay out of it, Gray,” he warned.
“Do you know what the hell you’re doing? She’s not only our employee, but she’s her background means she’s bound to have issues.”
Hunter had already chewed Gray out for keeping her background from him.
Gray pulled out a chair. He looked down at it. “Is this safe?”
Hunter rolled his eyes. “We didn’t have sex on that chair, you germaphobe.”
“Just be sure this is what you want, because the last thing we need around here is an office romance gone bad.”
“It’s not like that. I care about her. This isn’t just a fling.”
“Good.” Gray stared at him for a long moment. “You going to open up to her about your family, about Angie?”