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like a broken record over here, so why try to fight the groove?" I smoothed my hands down my skirt. Then I sank my fingers into the flesh of my thighs to stop them from shaking. "I'm proposing a new agreement, here." I held out my hand. "Shall we discuss terms?"

Chapter 12
    Brad
     
     
    She was shutting down before my eyes. I balled up my fists until I could be absolutely sure I wasn't going to grab her, shake her, yank her back to me and slam my lips down on hers. I took a deep, shaky breath.
    I had her, I fucking had her. I felt the way she was melting into me as I kissed her. She wasn't fighting us anymore. She was caving. Surrendering. I felt it.
    And then, just like that, she was back to dicking me over again.
    "Terms?" I repeated. My voice was a lot calmer than I felt. "You want to discuss, terms ?"
    Fucking Olivia . She was so fucking beautiful it made me angry.
    Her eyes twinkled. I saw the playfulness gather there, the same old "let's-just-have-fun!" gleam that she always adopted when she was getting ready to pretend there was nothing between us. "Are you gonna get all caveman-mad on me, Brad? You know I love it when you start grunting."
    She was toying with me.
    I wanted to be livid, to lash out. Fucking set off a nuclear bomb on this situation and sow the ashes with salt. I wasn't going to be her fuck toy anymore.
    But...
    But.
    I had her. I felt how she was trembling in my arms, reveled in the way she fell to pieces. Even now there was a smudge of eyeliner under her eye that she didn't know about. She was trying to gloss over how much she'd lost control just now, but that eyeliner told another story.
    If I did it just now, I could do it again.
    Okay, Olivia. Let's hear these "terms" of yours. "Okay," I said, leaning against the tile. "Go ahead."
    Olivia chewed on her lip for a moment and I ignored the impulse to bite it. "I'll be your home team advantage."
    "Care to elaborate?"
    She leaned against the sink and twined that wayward lock of hair of hers around her finger. "When you're on the road, we do our own thing with no strings attached." She brushed that lock of hair into her mouth, then seemed to realize she was chewing on it and dropped it hastily. "But when you come back?" She smiled up at me, eyes glittering. "Then you're contractually obligated to come over and fuck me like it's summer time."
    I couldn't help but laugh. Olivia always managed to make me laugh, no matter how much I wanted to throttle her. "You're giving this an inordinate amount of thought."
    "It's a delicate balance," she agreed. She licked her lips and grinned. "I could stop by the legal department tomorrow, get something hammered out in writing."
    "Jesus Christ, Olivia," I sighed. "So what you're proposing is basically a part-time fuck-buddy sort of arrangement?"
    "I like that," she nodded. "That's a good name. I'll bring you to work functions, introduce you as Bradley Scott, my part-time fuck buddy ." She slid off the edge of the sink and extended her hand. "So, do we have a deal?"
    Sure, Olivia. I'll let you think you've got things the way you want them...with me at arm's length. "I think that works for me," I agreed, accepting her outstretched hand.
    She held on to me for just one moment longer than "terms and negotiations" would deem necessary. Then she looked up at me with mischief in her eye.
    "What?"
    "Getting groped in here was fun and all," she said, shifting around a little. "But I really do have to pee."
    "You've peed in front of me like a million times before."
    She ducked her head. "That was under the terms of the old arrangement."
    "We had an arrangement before, too?"
    "Of course, Scott. Not my fault if you weren't paying attention."
    "Refresh my memory. What was our summertime arrangement again?"
    She ducked her head and I could practically see the gears whirling in her head. She hadn't thought to name it until just now because she never thought she'd have to revisit this. "Exclusive fuck-buddies."
    "Ah."
    "Yes."
    "We were