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She rolls her eyes and gets up to stand behind me, massaging my shoulders until I’m sure I’m going to die of pure happiness. “Just relax. Enjoy your lobster and let me make you feel good.”

“You just did.”

“And I’m going to keep doing it,” She purrs in my ear. “And you’re going to tell me about you -the kind of things I can’t find on Google.”

I groan and lean into her hands. “My mom left when I was five. Hunter and I lived with my uncle for a while, until we hit high school, then our dad took over. He’s a piece of shit.”

“How so?”

I have to skirt the line. But her fingers, kneading into my tight muscle feels so good. “I’d rather not talk about him. We’re not in your office.”

She laughs softly. “Then what would you rather talk about?”

I tell her about the coding programs I’ve been able to put together to catch and pause any kind of data breach for our company. I tell her about my strange love for snakes and how I’ve always wanted to have one, but Hunter is terrified of them. I tell her about how much I love pointing out problems with mafia movies and spy movies. That I’m horrible to watch movies with because I like pointing out problems and adding to them.

“You left out some things,” Valerie says softly in my ear. “How sweet you can be. How thoughtful you are.”

I close my eyes. “Valerie, don’t just compliment me.”

“You’re also a dense asshole who can’t see when someone wants you to text them and make a move.”

I chuckle and slide my hands over hers. “Have some wine, baby. I spent a lot of time choosing the right one for you.”

She sits back in her chair and takes a slow drink, her dark eyes on mine. She licks over her bottom lip and then eyes me hungrily. “Are you my dessert?”

“Maybe.” I chuckle.

We take the wine to the plush seats on the yacht and watch the sunset together while she tells me about how she likes sarcasm and misunderstandings in TV shows. She loves documentaries more than anything because she likes to learn, but she’s also a sucker for Rom-Coms, especially the whole enemies to lovers thing even though it’s everywhere now.

“Anything else?” I ask, finishing my glass while hooking my arm around her leg and drawing her closer, so she’s nearly in my lap.

“I don’t know what to do with you, Hunter, and Lief. I’ve never done something like this and Sophie makes it look so easy, but I’m worried about you all getting jealous and taking it out on me, or fighting, or something like that.” She takes a long drink. “Or, being seen with all three of you in public, with you, then Hunter, and people trying to dig deep into my life.”

“You have secrets?” I tease. “What kind?”

“Idon’thave secrets,” She corrects. “I am myself, always, whatever version comes out, even the prickly cactus version. But I have clients and my future business is going to depend on my reputation. If I’m in the tabloids constantly, who’s going to come to get life advice from me?”

She shakes her head and looks over the water. “I’ve never been on this river before. Or a yacht.”

I rub up her thigh, then jerk her closer. “So you haven’t had sex on a boat before?”

Her eyes flick to mine and she smirks. “I haven’t. Are you going to change that?”

“There is a bed downstairs.” I hint.

With that, she stands up and offers me her hand. “I’m not in the habit of waiting for what I want. I take it. And I’m taking you, now.”

I groan and lead her down to the private room. I lock the door and watch as she strips slowly, unzipping her dress, then dropping it around her ankles. She only has a thong on. Valerie takes one step back, then another, leaving her heels on as she hooks her fingers in her thong and edges it down until her thong drops between her heels too.

I toss my jacket as I watch her lay across the bed, gripping the sheets and arching her back like she’s offering her ass. She rolls on her side and strokes over her breasts, along her belly, then her thigh, spreading her legs to show me everything she’s offering.

“Fucking hell, baby. Do you have any idea how much I want you?”

“Show me,” She orders. “Better hurry before I get myself finished.”

I rip my clothes off and join her on the bed.

I grip her full breasts in my hands and lick over her nipple hungrily before wrapping my mouth around the hard peek and sucking. The other one demands my attention and I can’t stop myself from doing the same on that side before kissing and biting down her belly as she rolls her body against mine.


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