He bit my earlobe. “I’ll have to find new excuses to get you up to the boardroom and naked against the window.”
Steam filled my veins, thick and warm. “You don’t need excuses to take me home, though.”
Bennett kissed across my cheek and pressed a single, soft kiss to my mouth. “Chloe?”
“Yes, Bennett?”
“This flirting is all well and good, but I mean it when I tell you, I can’t have you leaving me again. It almost broke me.”
My ribs seemed to squeeze all of the air out of my lungs at the thought. “I don’t think I could. I don’t want to be away from you again either.”
“But you need to give me a chance to fix things when I screw up. You know I’m an ass sometimes.”
“Sometimes?”
Growling, he whispered, “And I tear lingerie.”
I pushed a curl off his forehead. “And hoard it. Don’t forget the creepy hoarding.”
“But I love you,” he said, looking at me with wide eyes. “And I’m on a first-name basis now with most of the sales staff at La Perla. I did a lot of in-store moping while you were gone. I also have it on good authority that I’m the best sex you’ve ever had. So, hopefully those things outweigh the bad.”
“Sold.” I pulled him down to me. “Come here.” I slid my mouth over his, nibbling his bottom lip. With my fists gripping his lapels, I turned and pressed him against the window, standing on my toes to get closer, as close as I possibly could.
“So demanding now that you’re all official.”
“Shut up and kiss me,” I laughed into his mouth.
“Yes, boss.”