Cole practically drags me out of the conference room but the moment we're out I shove him away from me. "Get the fuck off of me, Cole." I spit the words out at him, making him give me an incredulous look. Well, him and a handful of other people who'd walked by as well.

"My office. Now." He turns on his heel and goes down the hallway. "Care to explain what in the actual fuck that was all about?" Cole shouts at me once we're behind closed doors.

"It's nothing, Cole." I wipe the blood away from my lip with a tissue I snatch from his desk. "Jamie and I just got into a bit of an argument."

"A bit of an argument? A bit?" He places his hands on his hips looking at me like I've lost my damn mind and hell, maybe I have. When it comes to Amelia, I really do feel like it sometimes. "What was the argument about, pray tell?"

"Cole, it's not something I really want to get into with you right now." I look away from him, not being able to meet his eyes. Cole is a good handful of years younger than me and he's also like a brother to me. I've known him for years. I can't tell him his sister and I are split up, in the process of getting a divorce.

"What do you mean you don't want to get into it? That is a potential business partner of ours out there that you were fist fighting with. The two of you were like teenage boys fighting over a girl." I let out a long sigh, feeling much like a hormonal teenage boy myself. I hated that I let Jamie get under my skin.

"Funny you should use that analogy." I look him in the eyes with a pained grimace. "Diana and I are getting a divorce, Cole. We've been split up for a while now. We've agreed to see other people." His face is blank, like he doesn't know how to process the information I'd just given him. "I know your sister wanted to tell you but—"

"What in the world does your relationship with my sister have to do with what the hell just happened in there?" I purse my lips, not sure if I should tell him the next part. "Rhoen, what does this have to do with James? Why on Earth would—" A look of recognition takes hold of his features, "Amelia? You... and... Amelia?" I feel my features fall as a sad look plasters itself on his face. That sad look confirms what I'd thought; Cole is into her. He likes her and not in the way that a boss should like an employee.

"Yes, Amelia and I met in Vegas. I gave her my number and we went out on a date."

"But James is just her childhood friend." I shake my head no to him and then he realizes something else. "They're more than just friends, aren't they?"

"Yes, Cole. They started a relationship when they were in Vegas after her and I had met. So, I tried to stop pursuing her." I'd tried and failed but I'm not telling him that. "Her and Jamie broke up before she came back home and well..."

"Is that why you've been in Boston so much? You've been here because of Amelia?"

"Yes, that's why I've been around more often." I admit, feeling rather ashamed.

"Are you sleeping with her?" I don't answer that, I just look away from him. "You're not even divorced yet and you are fucking someone who works for me?"

Yes.

"To be fair, I knew her before she started working for you, Cole."

"I don't give a fuck, Rhoen. How can I keep her as part of the staff knowing that? If my sister finds out that you're sleeping with someone who works for me she's going to be fucking furious. Especially furious if she knows I know you're sleeping with her."

"Then don't tell her." I give him a sad smile. "I don't know who she's been sleeping with." He cringes at that but I shrug. "Honestly, I don't want to know." I don't want to know because it'd hurt too fucking much. To know the woman I'd married and raised two children with was sleeping with someone else wasn't a fun thought in my mind. If she knew what Amelia and I were doing I doubt she'd be pleased either.

"You guys are seriously getting a divorce? This isn't just like a temporary split where there two of you eventually end up back together?"

"Do you really think I'd be sleeping with someone else if there was potentially a chance we'd get back together? Do you really think I'm that kind of guy?" He shakes his head no to me. "I didn't think so." I let out a long sigh. "I wasn't going to be in a relationship with someone until after the divorce but I really really like Amelia."

"She's hard not to like. She's funny and smart. She's super talented and she's just..." He looks away, like he's in thought and I know exactly what he's thinking.

"Absolutely gorgeous." His face flushes in embarrassment. "You like her." I point out.

"I do." He answers, honestly. "I actually really like her, Rhoen." I feel an uneasy feeling build in my stomach at his words.

"This isn't going to be weird, is it?" He arches a brow at me. "Okay, yeah, it's definitely going to be weird." I blow out another long breath in frustration. "I'm sorry, Cole."

"It is what it is but interacting with her now is going to be a challenge, for sure. And this business deal," he gestures to the door, "what about that? This isn't going to work with the two of you going at it all the time, fighting over Amelia." I nod my head in agreement.

"You're right. I think from now on, when they're here, you can deal with them and I'll stay out of it. I'll have a conversation with Luke and explain to him the situation between Jamie and I. That is if you want to continue with this whole partnership with them." I could care less at this point. I'd rather not see Jamie for a good long while or even have the slightest chance of him coming here to see Amelia. I feel a slow burn of irritation start underneath my skin at the thought of them together.

"Do you want to continue? Are you going to be able to control yourself around him?" I shrug, not really knowing. "If we do, I think you're right, it's best if you stay away from him."

"I think it's best if you finish the meeting by yourself."

"Yeah, I agree with that." He makes his way around the desk and looks me over. "You should clean yourself up. You look like you got your ass handed to you."

I snort out a laugh and say, "yeah, well, wait until you see the other guy." He rolls his eye and gives me a rough pat on the back before exiting.

Once I'm all alone I take a look in the mirror hanging on the wall in his office. Fuck. I look like fucking hell right now. My lip is busted and so is my brow. The beginning of a bruise is forming on the side of my face. I haven't looked like this since my college days.

The kid can fight, I'll give him that.

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I knock on Amelia's door, tapping my foot impatiently. I've been wanting to see her all day. I'd made myself wait until we were both out of work though, not wanting to irritate Cole any more than I probably already had.

I had been wanting to apologize for punching her best friend in the face. Even though I had enjoyed it, I'm sure she won't be thrilled. My luck says she's probably already heard about the fight though.

Once she opens the door her eyes widen. "Jesus Christ, Rhoen! What the heck happened to you? Did someone jump you?" She pulls me into the apartment and starts fretting over my appearance.

"It's fine." I grab both of her hands and bring them down. "No need to fuss over me." She holds my eyes in confusion. Here goes nothing. "I got into a fight with Jamie after you left the conference room." She looks angry, really angry. "I'm really sorry, Amelia. I'm really really sorry. You have every right to be angry with me. It was stupid and childish behavior. I know he's your best friend. I know he—"

"Did he start it?" She deadpans, interrupting my apology.

"No, not really. We were both going back and forth saying things we shouldn't have said. It just escalated and well—"

"Did. He. Start. It.?" She grits out between her teeth and I'm wondering if a situation similar had happened with him before.

"If you mean, did he put his hands on me first, then yes. He shoved me. But I really shouldn't have engaged in anything like that, Amelia. I'm a grown man. I know better than to behave like that, especially in a work place. It was completely unacceptable. And the way you and I were behaving before that was reckless. We shouldn't have been doing that where anyone could've just walked in."

"I know you don't want Cole to find out about the divorce but someone is going to have to tell him sooner or later. If we continue our relationship he's going to find out."

"About that," she raises a brow at my words. "I may have told him about the two of us today."

"Wait... you did what now?"

"I told him about Diana and I. I told him we're split up and getting a divorce. Then I told him about you and me." I give her a soft smile. "I told him that I'm with you, that we're seeing each other now." The answering smile she gives me in response makes a warmth spread throughout my chest. I lean down and kiss her lips softly.

She gently pushes her tongue into my mouth and the act makes me automatically groan. I twine my hands in her hair, loving the way it feels against my fingers. "You taste so good." I whisper, once she pulls away. "So, so good, Amelia."

Thinking about the way her lips taste against mine makes me want to taste another set of lips. I still have yet to go down on this beautiful woman but I plan to right now. I want to hear my name come out of her mouth while I have mine on certain sensitive areas of hers.

We've only had intercourse twice in the few weeks we've been together. The first time was fast-paced and rough, not much foreplay because the two of us just couldn't wait. The sex was filthy hot and filled with lots of angst. I couldn't even remember the last time I'd had sex before that let alone like that.

Hearing Amelia moan out my name in pleasure and watching her claw at the sheets as I plowed into her from behind was amazing. Everything about being with her was the same. And that is the reason I want to make her feel that way right now.

I want to taste her, let my tongue have its way with her. I want to run it up and down along her wet heat. I want to make her beautiful body come over and over again. I haven't given or had oral sex in what feels like an eternity.

"Amelia," She looks up at me through those beautiful long lashes of hers.

"Yes?" She has a coy smile on and I know her mind is in the same place mine is. When I'd first met her she came off as shy but after getting to know her, being with her in an intimate way, I've come to realize she's anything but shy in the sex department.

"Will you let me taste your pussy?" Her cheeks flush a gorgeous crimson color. "I want to taste you in my mouth right now." She cocks an eyebrow at me and licks her lips seductively at me.

"Then come and taste me." She purrs, making blood rush to the tip of my cock and my mouth immediately water.

I reach out and pull her into me automatuically, crashing my lips down on hers. I push my tongue forcefully into her mouth, showing her exactly what I want to do to another set of her lips.

I slide my hand down the waist of her shorts, going directly to her slick folds. Feeling them already so wet for me makes me groan into her mouth. She wants me and God, do I want her. I rub her clit in a circular motion as she runs her fingers through my hair, moaning out my name into my mouth.

"I love it when you moan my name." She moans it again which makes my already hard cock get stiffer.

"Fuck Rhoen." She grabs ahold of my length. "I want you to fuck me so bad."

"Not until I fuck you with my mouth first." She walks over to the couch and begins to strip. Once she's completely naked I can't help but let my eyes gaze over her. She's absolutely gorgeous, I don't think I'll ever get used to seeing her this way. She's stunning, truly.

"Then come and get it." She beckons me with a finger as she lays herself back onto the cushions. It's like that finger has a string connected directly to me. It's like she's pulling me toward her. I lick my lips in anticipation as she spreads her legs apart, baring her slick folds to me. "Come have a taste."

I make my way in between her legs and lower myself down until my mouth is on her soft, bare mound. I let my tongue wander up and down her slit, tasting her flavorful juices. "Fuck, Amelia, you taste so delicious. So damn good." I suck her clit into my mouth, making her toss her head backward in pleasure.

That moan was more than enough motivation to make me want to coax more out of her all night long. I'll stay buried right between her legs for the duration if I have to. I roll my tongue back and forth, up and down, suck her clit into my mouth every now and then in a repetitive succession. I slowly bring her climax to the surface as I do.

"Oh fuck." Her hands go into my hair as I insert two fingers deep inside her tight pussy. I work her insides, beginning to feel her trembling thighs against my face. She's climbing the staircase to an orgasmic heaven and I'm the one sending her there.

She begins screaming my name with a combination of obscenities and nonsense words. She's pulling my hair so hard she may just rip it out. All the while, she's soaking me with her hot orgasmic fluid.

After she comes down, I give her a few more languid laps of my tongue, reveling in her flavor. She slowly lets go of my hair, looking down at me as she does. I could look at the face she's wearing all day. Not just all day but for the rest of time. I am so enamored I can hardly stand it.

I push myself up from between her legs, up her naked body, and kiss her. She pushes her tongue into my mouth hungrily. Her arms snake around my neck and I can't help but feel like the luckiest man on the planet.

"I want to feel you inside of me. " I smirk down at her dirty words. "I want you to fuck me. I want you to—"

The sound of knocking interrupts us and I don't need to guess who it is. I know it's most likely Jamie. My hope though is that he heard every single one of Amelia's moans. Every single noise that I'd made her make. I hope he'd heard my name fall from her lips as she orgasmed.

"You just lay right there and I'll get that."