I nearly choked on my own breath at his last comment.

Seriously—why was everything with this guy about sex?

He was supposed to be the cold, buttoned-up, no-nonsense type? The flawless, untouchable lawyer? But with me… he was a completely different person.

I couldn't stop my eyes from drifting down to the front of his pants. The way his tailored slacks were straining to contain him was… noticeable. Very noticeable.

And then, before I ...