Chapter Seven

Rory’s POV

I think my knees are about to give way, his words, his smell, his nearness invading every one of my senses, I’ve never met a man quite like him. The filthy things he says to me, and the way that he looks at me like I’m some sort of obsession that he needs just one hit of, I’ve never had a man look at me like that before, it's a little addictive.

I want to throw myself at him, kiss him with everything I’ve got, but also I want to turn and run, because, the predatory look that he has gleaming in his eye right now? It’s so freaking hot I feel like I might combust.

Before I have a chance to act on either impulse, the light ding of the elevator sounds and the doors slide open again, revealing a small carpeted foyer that we step out into. Turning to the rig……