AllFreeNovel
Share Us
I smile against his mouth. “So good.”
My insides, however, are starting to run cold. Because I have to go out there and pretend like none of this happened. Like I didn’t just let my boss fuck me into oblivion, let him use me as a plaything, break a boundary I swore I wouldn’t with him.
Now I have to swear to myself I’ll never do it again. But how is it possible when Edwin Lyons calls me his swan?
How is it possible when all I want is to be his good girl? His.
15
EDWIN
She won’t lookat me.
I’m a mere foot from her, and she won’t look at me.
Granted, our attention should be on the architect who is currently explaining to us and any interested members what the process is going to be like to move forward in the building of our new whisky-tasting room.
But to not even get a look from her?
That’s just not right. That’s downright bratty. Except I don’t think I can chalk it up to that.
Sonia is new to the whole concept. She’d at least bear a look in my direction. At least a small smile.
And yet, here she is, staring straight ahead, listening to what is being said, a hard hat encasing her head just like we’ve all been required to wear for the inaugural day of construction.
The walls of the wine cellar are barren, all the wine having been relocated to our temporary wine bar in the main member area.
“This project requires a good deal of engineering ingenuity.” I’ve heard the designer’s speech before. And it ismiraculous. However, how am I supposed to focus when an absolute goddess is standing beside me? One I happened to be inside of just yesterday?
I shuffle one of my feet in her direction, closing the gap between us only an inch as we listen.
And she responds by moving an inch away.
That is no coincidence.
My heart tightens and then falls into my stomach.
It’s not just about wanting her body. It’s about her soul. I may not know her very well beyond her work ethic and her wit, but I want to know her in every way possible. Fuck this distance and this wall we’ve had to keep between us because of our positions.
I’m willing to throw it all away. All that professionalism, all of that levelheadedness.
I want her with every fiber of my being. I thought maybe having her once would sate that desire.
It didn’t. I just want more.
To me, that means it’s not just about the sex. I can get sex by snapping my fingers. I can throw money at the problem. I can go through my little black book and pick out any name I’d like. It’s not the sex that is drawing me to her. It’s something deeper.
Something I need to know.
Sonia crosses her arms over her chest. She’s chosen a looser fitting top than usual. Perhaps to hide herself from me.
Although, now that I know, I can’t help picturing the gorgeous curves of her body, her jutting hip bones, her blushing, tender–
“Would you like to say anything, Edwin?” the designer asks, gesturing in my direction.
I hop to attention. “Um, no. I think you covered it.”
Light laughter from the crowd.
