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.“Tell me you’ll let me make you feel good later.I need you.I need to know so I don’t lose my mind.”“You can do whatever you want.”Nate growled.“Whatever I want? So many possibilities.Right now I want to make you come, to give you a little preview of what’s going to happen later when I shove my way into this tight little tunnel.” His crass words were her undoing, and she began to convulse.He quickly put his mouth over hers to stifle her helpless moans and keening cries.“That’s one.There’s more coming.” Withdrawing his fingers, he stuck them in his mouth, sucking and then licking each as his eyes, nearly black with heat, kept her pinned in place.“I need to go,” she croaked out.“Yeah, you better.But don’t forget what I said.”“I won’t.” Swallowing thickly, her gaze roved down his body to the very obvious bulge in his dress pants.He chuckled darkly.“Don’t worry about that now.I’ll let you make it up to me later.” Val’s eyes shot back up to his.“You’ll take care of me, won’t you?”She nodded mutely and he finally moved away, leaving her to stand on her own two, albeit very shaky, legs.Without another word he opened the door.“Come get me when you’re ready.” As soon as the sentence was out of her mouth she closed her eyes, feeling the blush move from her neck up through her face.“I told you, baby.I’m going to.Later, I’m going to ‘get you’ until neither of us remains conscious.” He smiled, showing teeth.She was reminded of a shark who’d just figured out there’s blood in the water.With a shiver she stole out the door and walked back to her office, trying like hell to look casual and not like a woman who had just let a guy finger her to an orgasm.Luckily the hallway was deserted and she was able to duck into her own office and plop on the chair before her legs truly gave out.*****Nate massaged the back of his neck after Val walked away.Closing the door behind her, he skirted around his desk.Before he sat, he pushed on the base of his erection.It wasn’t getting relief anytime soon and if it didn’t go down his day was about to get a whole lot more uncomfortable.He didn’t regret what he’d just done, though.Val was like a drug to him, and Nate wasn’t at all sure what he’d do when it came time for him to return to his “normal” life.With a sigh, he eased himself into his desk chair and called his assistant.After she gave him the particulars of the case he told her to call the actor back and refuse.Understandably, Lesli was surprised.“Is it really that hard to work from up there?”Nate blew out a breath.“I’m not sure.Val told me I could use any of the department’s resources, but I don’t feel right using a cancer hospital’s press release distribution system to send out a crock of shit about how this guy didn’t father the baby.You know what I mean?”“Not really, no.” He heard the confusion in Lesli’s voice.“Are you all right, Nate?”“I’m fine,” he bit out through clenched teeth.He knew he shouldn’t be taking his frustrations out on Lesli, so he said, “Truly, I’m fine.I didn’t mean to jump down your throat.It’s just that…I don’t know how to explain this…the hospital does amazing work, and they have these resources so they can tell people about it and get the attention they so richly deserve.It feels like it would sully that somehow to use their stuff for what we do.”“Nate, I can send out a press release from here.” She still sounded confused and now a little annoyed too.“That’s not the point.”“What’s the point?”“They do crucial work here and I spend my time doing shit like this actor wants.My work never made me feel dirty or cheap, but it does now.I get paid a ridiculous amount to spin tales of the rich and famous, while the people here work their asses off to try to cure a disease that kills millions of people and don’t get even five percent of what I make.It’s just wrong.”“It’s the way the world works.”“I know, I know.Anyway, call him back.I’m not taking on anything until I get back.”“You’re the boss.”After hanging up, he tossed his phone on the desk and leaned back in his chair, his gaze on the ceiling tiles above his head.He was starting to question not only his work, but everything else about himself, and the feeling was less than comfortable.The more he examined, the less he wanted to keep on as he was before that fateful night Doug had called him for help.Maybe the universe was trying to tell him something.Then he shook his head with a rueful smile.All this soul-searching was making him sentimental.Deciding to chuck everything for the moment, he rose to find Val.They went to the employee cafeteria and it was nearly impossible, as well as incredibly frustrating, to not touch Val.But despite his recent indiscretion, there was a big difference between what they’d done behind his closed office door and making it obvious to the general public of the hospital that they were involved.He knew Val didn’t want anybody questioning her ethics; though really, why would they? Both of them were adults, and when it came down to it, they weren’t more than temporary co-workers.But the gossip engine at a place like this was no doubt brutal, and he didn’t want to do anything to set tongues wagging.After eating a quick lunch, they began the walk back to her building.On the journey they talked of mundane things, and when they got back to the PR department she asked him if he had enough to do before disappearing into her office once again.A couple of hours had gone by, during which he practically vibrated with need for her, when he heard an ecstatic screech.Bolting out of his chair, he was out of his office in seconds.That had been Val’s voice, he was sure of it.She was on the phone with a huge grin on her face, but motioned for him to come in and that she’d be a minute.All he heard was a series of yes’s and no’s from her side of the conversation and he nearly crawled out of his skin with curiosity.A couple of her co-workers were standing out in the hall, seemingly not wanting to invade her office while she talked.Val hung up the phone.With a smile at her co-workers, she focused on him.“They found Dr.Godlowski.”“Where was he?”She rolled her eyes.“Vegas.Apparently when they find out a missing person has a gambling problem they alert the casinos and one of them contacted the FBI.He’d checked in under an assumed name and paid cash for the room, but some of the casino workers remembered seeing him.And after putting surveillance on him to make sure they’d ID’d him correctly, they swooped in and got him.” Her smile widened, if that was possible.One of her co-workers piped up
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