I Slept With a Stranger at the Wedding, and Monday He Was My Boss novel · Chapter 5 of 24

Chapter 5: The Cold Room

Marlene had looked at the two of us in the pantry doorway and said only, "Eat something before you go to church, Katrina."

Then she had gone up to put Lottie back to bed, and she never mentioned the folder.

That was Wednesday.

On Sunday at a quarter to six, I stood inside the cold room at Kneupper Cold Storage with my back against a wall of peach crates and my breath smoking in front of my face.

Marlene had taken Lottie to early church.

Dane had said he needed me to sign my tax forms at the warehouse office.

The forms were still on his desk, upstairs, where we had left them.

The door of the cold room sat closed behind us.

It was thirty-four degrees in there, and the whole place smelled of sweet fruit and cardboard, and the only light was a single caged bulb.

Dane stood in front of me with both hands braced on the crates on either side of my head.

"I keep my word," he said.

"Under my roof.

"This isn't my roof."

"That's the stupidest thing you've ever said," I said.

"It's a warehouse," he said.

"It's the loophole."

I laughed.

It broke out of me in a white cloud, and he looked at my mouth as if the sound hurt him.

"Under your roof, Mr. Kneupper," I said.

"You threw it back at me, so I'll throw it back at you.

"You said it wouldn't happen again.

"You said it twice."

"I did," he said.

"Then say what you want," I said.

He didn't move.

I took hold of his open shirt with both fists and walked him backward until his shoulders hit the opposite wall of crates.

The stack shifted and settled.

I put my hand flat on his belt buckle and watched his eyes go black.

"Say it," I said.

"I want to put you on that crate," he said.

"I want to put my mouth on you until you can't stand up, and then I want to fuck you until you tell me to stop."

"Better," I said.

"Which one first?"

"Whichever you pick."

I pulled his shirt open.

Buttons popped and rattled on the concrete.

His chest was hot against the cold air, and his skin pulled into goosebumps when my palms slid over it.

I leaned in and put my mouth on the burn scar across his ribs.

His breath hissed through his teeth.

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