Free Resisting Destiny: Sullivan Brother's Book 3 - Cayson's Story (Resisting Love - Sullivan Brothers) by Chanta Rand

sculpted eyebrows jumped. “ I thought you said no personal contact at the office. I understood that to mean we can’t be seen together coming into the office or leaving together. I may not pay attention to a lot of the things you say, but I didn’t miss the part about you being ashamed of being associated with me.”
    “I never said that.”  All this time that’s what’s she’s been thinking?   “I only instituted that rule because I don’t want you to get a reputation.”
    She sat on the edge of his desk and folded her arms across her chest.  “ You’re the one with the reputation.”
    He leaned back in his chair, his eyes appraising the firm lines of her thighs.  “What have you heard?”
    “You’re a h ard man to keep interested. You like to have fun but that’s about it. And you’re not looking for a serious relationship.”
    “Y ou’ve been here four weeks and you learned all that?”
    “Ac tually, I learned it the first day I started work. You’re a hot topic around here.”
    “Oh!” He clutched his heart. “And what do you think of me now?”
    “ You mean do I think you’re a man-whore?”
    “Damn ! When you put it like that, it sounds so self-centered.”
    Sh e shot him a dazzling smile that warmed him from scalp to toenail.  “I don’t judge anyone. I figure you haven’t found the right woman to make you settle down.”
    He l iked her thinking. It was true: he had no plans to settle down. Why should he? He was enjoying his freedom.
    “But,” she wagged a finger at him. “ If you were my man, you wouldn’t need to stray. You’d be fully satisfied.”
    He nodded.  “Like I was last night.”
    She gasped, her pretty glossed lips commanding his attention.  “I guess you weren’t as drunk as I thought.”
    “ Maybe.”
    “ And to think you let me carry you in. My shoulder still hurts from dragging your butt in the house!”
    “You give an amazing foot rub.”
    She smirked. “I’m a woman of many talents.”
    The stirring in his trousers wanted to explore that thought further. The racket in his head knew he was not up to the task.  Would he have been last night? Hell yeah. He relived their kiss in his mind like a sport scaster narrating a highlight reel on ESPN.
    Sullivan moves in for the kiss. He goes deep. Destiny clings to him. It’s in the bag, folks! Cayson Sullivan scores!
    Sadly, that was all he remembered. He’d fallen asleep dreaming of peeling lacy underwear from Destiny’s body.  He hadn’t meant to bring up last night, but Destiny’s flirtatious conversation prompted him. The woman exuded sexiness. And she had no clue how she affected him.  There could only be one reason why she’d pulled away last night. She wasn’t attracted to him. Usually, he could catch whatever woman he pursued. Hell, more often than not, he was the one being chased. He merely obliged his pursuers.  But Destiny was different. It seemed she could care less whether he was interested in her or not. In fact, she’d gone so far as to dismiss his overtures as what amounted to frat boy antics.
    Well, ” she stood with her hands on her hips, “if you’re done sexually harassing me, I’ve got work to do.”
    Her nonchalance challenged him. She was hot when she was in his arms, but outside of that, she kept her cool. He knew he shouldn’t force the issue, but some rules were tempting enough to bend.
    “ Hey,” he suggested, “let’s have dinner tonight. My treat.”
    “Yeah , right. By the time you make it home, nothing will be open but Pork and Pancakes .”
    He c huckled. Pork and Pancakes was a local restaurant known for serving pancakes and bacon twenty-four hours a day.  The sign above the restaurant showed a sumo-sized pig wearing wrestling trunks and lounging on a pancake.
    “A ll that hard work doesn’t count if the partners aren’t here to see it,” she chided.
    He had been burning the midnight oil lately.  “ I promise, I’ll come home early tonight. Will you