“Hello.” I couldn’t fight the grin. Dipping my toes in the water felt too good to resist. I could control the outcome here, while still seeing how the whole thing felt. This, at least, was safe. Separated by a city mile.
How deep could I fall if we were just on the phone?
“Did class run long tonight?” His deep voice was gritty, like maybe I’d woken him while he was just drifting off.
“A little. I had to stay after and talk to the professor because I missed an assignment.”
“Hmm. That sounds like the start of a porno.”
I laughed. “Well, not this time. Besides, I’m pretty sure Mr. Mitchell bats for the other team. The only thing he’s interested in are the dresses I wear.”
“We share an interest, then.”
The blush hit my cheeks first then slowly spread through my body in the form of a deep, tingling heat. “I never realized you were such a fan.”
“I could give you a top ten list of my favorites,” Damian said. “If you ever need professional feedback, I’m your guy.”
“Professional?”
“Scratch that. There would be nothing professional about it. Purely inappropriate and scandalous.”
I grinned as I laid out my syllabus, followed by the designs I intended to include in the portfolio. “Well, then, I’mextraopen to the feedback you have for me.”
“Open, huh?” The phone rustled and his low chuckle felt equal parts sexy and dangerous. “Like your legs will be when I see you next.”
I bit my lip, the flush in my cheeks spreading to my chest. Focusing on my portfolio might be more difficult than I anticipated. “That’ll be at work tomorrow. Where are you going to open my legs?”
“In my office.” His sexy rasp scraped through me. “Nobody will see us there. We’ll be discreet.”
“And what are you going to do once you open my legs?”
“I’ll begin administering feedback.”
I laughed. “Oh, it’s to beadministerednow?”
“Yes, via my mouth and fingers.” I could hear the smile in his voice. “And something else if you’re lucky.”
My eyes fluttered shut. “Damian Fairchild, are you telling me you want to have sex with me in your office?”
“That’s onlyoneof the things I want to do with you in my office.”
“You are so naughty. I should have known, after catching you and Harper in your office.”
“I never claimed to be a good boy, Jessa.”
My palms went hot as I toyed with the confession dancing on my tongue. “Well, Iama good girl. Or at least, I try to be. But after what I walked in on…Damian, I can’t lie, I’ve imagined doing the same thing to you ever since.”
The gritty chuckle returned. “Doing what?”
“You know what.”
“I want to hear you say it.”
I swallowed hard. “Why?”
“Because of how hot it’ll sound coming from your lips.”
My entire face heated up. I covered my mouth with my hand. I had not imagined this happening tonight, not even vaguely. Maybe that’s how naïve I was, calling Damian and expecting to chat about our evenings like a couple of Girl Scouts. I swiped up my phone and took it off speakerphone. I needed his sexy voice as close to me as possible.