Page 46 of Off Limits Mogul

I pull a few things out and place them on the counter. I turn to the pantry to grab potatoes, but my step falters.

Keira is singing.

I love her voice.

She walks into the kitchen and it’s as if the rug is pulled from underneath me.

Every muscle in my body tightens.

Why is she doing this to me?

“Hey, what’s for dinner?”

“I was thinking barbecue. Steaks. Sausages,” I say as my eyes rake her body.

“That sounds delicious. I’ll help.”

“I thought you were taking a shower.”

“I was.” She points to the towel wrapped around her chest. “As I was stepping into the shower––and for the record, I may never be able to leave because of your spa-like bathrooms––”

“I told you, you’re welcome here for as long as you want.”

“Good to know.”

The vodka on ice softened the edge, but her coquettish smile and batting eyelashes set me back to square one.

Great.

“As I was saying, just before jumping into the shower, it dawned on me to check my phone to make sure my battery wasn’t dead.”

She walks over to one of the stools at the kitchen island where she left her crossbody bag, and rummages through it. My eyes are transfixed by her butt wiggling underneath the towel.

“Bummer. My phone is dead.” She waves her phone in the air. “I’m going to plug it in. I want it to be charged in case Noah or Michaela call, since I left them messages this morning and I haven’t heard back from them.”

“Okay.” Her proximity is so overwhelming, I don’t dare to breathe.

Keira frowns.

“What?”

She strides towards me, barefoot.

“Remember what I said earlier in the car about this new uptight Rhys?” She pokes my chest a few times with her phone.

Each thump reverberates to my cock.

Without thinking, I grab her wrist and pull her close. Our bodies aren’t touching, but there can’t be more than an inch or two between us.

She gasps, her eyes wide as she takes me in.

“I was going to say you’re as stiff as a mannequin, but that ninja move proves me wrong.”

She giggles.

I stare at her, my nostrils flaring as I desperately try to regulate my heartbeat.

Once again, thoughts of spanking her ass come to mind.