Free Possessed By You (Overworld Underground Book 1) by John Corwin

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    With that in mind, I called the janitor and asked him to come up and fix the lights in my office so I could view my lovely plush pen collection properly.
    The rest of the workday went by in a blissful haze of happiness. I couldn't stop thinking about Thomas. About that last kiss. I sighed just thinking about it.
    "Still feeling out of it?" Jack said, standing to the side of Sandra's desk.
    I nearly jumped out of my skin. "Oh lord. You startled me."
    "I have that effect on people." He set a cup on the desk. "I was just down the street for some real coffee, not that sludge in the cafeteria."
    "I happen to make that sludge," I said, smiling.
    "I'm sure it's great fresh." He smirked. "Anyway, figured you might like some chai, so I grabbed you some. Maybe it'll brighten your day."
    "Oh," I said, feeling a bit surprised. "Thank you. What kind is it?"
    "I just went with the standard green chai." He shrugged. "It's got caffeine."
    My day was already ending up splendidly, so I didn't have to fake the smile. "I very much appreciate it." I took a sip. It was hot and a touch sweet. "It's perfect. Thank you, Jack."
    He grinned. "Yeah, no problem. I don't usually buy cute girls tea, but you really needed an upper today."
    He thinks I'm cute? I felt a blush coming on, and didn't know what to say. "I really did," I said, fumbling for something for words.
    "Welp. Back to the grind." He waved and headed toward the back.
    Five o'clock rolled around. I was caffeinated and high on the kiss from earlier, not to mention Jack's compliments. I felt so stupid for jumping to conclusions about Thomas. About pitching a mental hissy fit at his seeming lack of attention. Why had I jumped off the deep end so quickly? What was my malfunction? I put those questions on a mental list of things to ask Isabel when I got home. She probably didn't know any better than I did, but just talking about it would help. Talk, chocolate, and wine.
    Perfect.
    "You look very smug about something," Thomas said from the executive hallway.
    I turned to see him leaning casually against the wall. "Not smug. Just happy to have a plushy unicorn." I waggled the pen in my fingers.
    He chuckled. "Free for dinner?"
    I nodded. A little voice inside my head castigated me for being so quick to agree. Play hard to get, you ninny! Men have to work for it or they'll get bored.
    "Good." A wolfish grin spread across his face, one which I wouldn't have thought possible on that face of his.
    It sent a tingle into my lower stomach. Heaven help me.
    We stepped outside as a breeze kicked up, chilling me to the bone. Thomas only wore a light coat.
    "Aren't you freezing?" I asked.
    "I'm hot natured," he said, wrapping an arm around me and pulling me close. "You want to take a cab?"
    "N-n-no," I said as my teeth chattered. "W-w-walking is f-f-fine."
    He burst into laughter and hailed a cab. "Corner of Tenth," he told the driver.
    I caught myself leaning against him, practically snuggling, and pulled myself upright. No sense in being a little slut even though part of my body—okay all of my body longed for another of his magical kisses, and wondered how his lips would feel elsewhere. On my neck. My ears. My breasts.
    "You're looking a bit flushed," Thomas said, taking my hand and kissing it.
    A sweet little shock danced across my skin and I suddenly felt rather hot, not to mention embarrassed about how far my mind had wandered. "Oh, I'm...glad to be in a warm car." My mouth hardly seemed to work with the jumble of emotions working their way through my mind.
    We went to a Korean barbeque restaurant with a grill in the middle of the table.
    "I'm going to be an absolute mess," I said, wrapping beef along with other odds and ends inside a large piece of lettuce.
    Thomas took a big bite out of his first wrap, and juices ran down his hands. "So be a big mess," he said while chewing. "I'll make sure you get nice and cleaned up."
    My eyes flared with pleasure at that thought. "Oh, really?" I nibbled