The next morning my p***y still aches from Vanessa’s teasing. I can barely look her in the eye when she smiles at me over coffee like nothing happened.
Alex notices. Of course he does. That cocky bastard misses nothing.
During the group hike he falls back beside me. “You good, new girl? Looking a little… frustrated.”
His voice is low, teasing. Marcus walks on my other side, quiet but watching.
“I’m fine,” I mutter.
Alex laughs softly. “Boss got you worked up last night, huh?”
My face flames. How does he know?
They steer me off the main trail while the others pull ahead. Deep enough into the trees that no one will see.
“Relax, Emma,” Marcus rumbles. His voice is rougher, deeper. “We’re all friends here. No one’s gonna tell your fiancé.”
Alex crowds me against a thick tree trunk. “
