Damn it, those rock-hard abs were tempting! Irritated, I ran my hands all over his sculpted muscles, giving them a thorough exploration.
Megan assured me that Owen was only intimidating on the surface; once one got to know him, he was easygoing. But she also warned me sternly not to let him discover my true gender.
I swore, "Don't worry. I wouldn't risk losing such a good gig."
After a bit more banter, we ended the call, and I heaved a long sigh before heading to the bathroom.
Cameron, oh Cameron, how long are you planning to keep up this masquerade as a man? Are you really going to be Owen's "bro" for the rest of your life?
But then again, it was not like I could get this close to him if I weren't playing the role. I had to keep telling myself to stick with it and make the best of the situation.
But the unexpected hit fast.
On the first day of our business trip, we ran into a major snag. The hotel messed up our reservation, leaving us with just one king-size bed. As I was debating whether to sleep in the lobby, Owen draped his arm over my shoulder and said, "It's just for one night. Let's share the bed."