She couldn’t tell her. How could she out him like that when she didn’t know the score? Not that Alana knew him or would ever betray a confidence, but still. She owed Spencer the benefit of the doubt.
And God, the heat must be getting to her, because what doubt could he be benefiting from? His car was in the parking lot of a traveling sex club. He probably wasn’t inside reading the magazines.
Her stomach twisted in slippery knots. He could be having sex right now, with who knows who. Or maybe several whos.
Dammit, she couldn’t even say if that aroused her or pissed her off.
“Kel, we’ve been here ten minutes. The line’s getting longer and I’m nowhere near getting any cock.”
It took Kelly a split second to make up her mind. Spencer was off-limits, which was why she’d ranked him at the top of her list. She’d always half-hoped their situation would have changed by the time she reached him, so the office romance issue wouldn’t be a factor anymore.
But the reality was, she didn’t want it to change.
The bookstore meant the world to her and she knew even if she and Spencer saw nothing else the same, they had that in common. She didn’t intend to go anywhere and she didn’t think he did either. Nor did she want him to. She wanted him right where he was, teasing the hell out of her just by occupying the same airspace.
She wantedhim. Even if she’d never anticipated his sexual appetites would extend to this, or maybe even more because they did. The idea of seeing by-the-book Spencer unbuttoned and uninhibited set off a dozen explosions inside her. Her nipples tingled, her thighs clenched. And the sweat dripping down her back paled in comparison to the sudden flood between her legs.
Here, the rules about workplace romance didn’t count for much. They definitely weren’t at work now.
Why should propriety affect them any more than it did their coworkers? Several of the other employees had slept together. Just because Spencer happened to be the boss didn’t make things different.
Did it?
Besides, how would she ever face herself if she didn’t go inside and see where things went? Even if they only led to her going home alone with a fantasy, she had to find out what the hell he was doing here.
Kelly smiled and fought to ignore the nervous fluttering in her belly. “Let’s go inside.”
“Whose car is this, Kel? Why are you so flushed all of a sudden?”
“C’mon.” Kelly linked fingers with Alana and they hurried over to take their place at the end of the line.
She tried not to fidget while they waited. It was damn tough. Spencer would be her biggest catch yet, and she still hadn’t fully worked out how she’d get him on the hook.
While also avoiding hooking herself, since she was already almost in love with him. And that wasbeforesexy times were added into the mix.
As of yet, she’d only ever seen him fully dressed and coolly staring her down. But tonight he’d have to deal with her as a woman and not just an employee.
He wouldn’t be happy to see her here, if for no other reason than his blown cover. But hers would be blown too, though she figured it already had been thanks to her inability to hold on to her personal property.
She worried the strap of her purse as they crept toward the gaping dark mouth of Kink. The line contained a wide assortment of people, ranging in age from college students to one older gentleman with a combover. Once they paid the cover charge, the customers disappeared through a shadowy door ringed in white lights, and Kelly could hear smoky laughter and a thumping bass from within the club.
What shedidn’thear were moans and groans, but the music was pretty loud.
“Ever done anyone here?” she whispered to Alana.
“Um, yeah.” Alana sighed as if she’d run out of patience. “I met Ramon here, remember?”
“How could I forget?” She glanced down at her purse as they stepped under the awning. “I didn’t bring any condoms.”
“Thought you didn’t need any.” Smirking, Alana pointed inside the doorway. “They’re all over the place. Free of charge. Now relax. Lots of people hang out at Kink, even vanilla types. I even saw one of my parents’ friends last time I was here.”
“Ick. Seriously?”
“Seriously. Talk about horrifying.” Though she was a good six inches shorter, Alana reached up to massage Kelly’s shoulders. “You’re so tense. This is going to be fun. Right?”
Ignoring every inner alarm that screamed no, Kelly nodded. She could do this.Sexy woman of the world, remember?
If she didn’t go for it with Spencer now, she didn’t know how she’d ever drum up the nerve again. Not that she had nerve now either, but at least she hadn’t hightailed it home. Yet.