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He cradled her in his arms as he sat her on the edge of the workspace. His forehead met hers and they sat silently, recovering from their new heights of pleasure.
This was exactly the place she wanted to be—with Neil, in his arms. But her mind battled her body.
A thread of fear gripped her. It tightened in her stomach like a warning sign—but for what?
“I’m starving,” she said.
He smiled. “Good thing you have a personal chef to cater to your every craving.”
At this moment, she felt a little closer to the real man but she feared if she slipped any deeper, she’d end up losing a lot more of her heart.
She had to keep things casual. She had too much riding on her career to let this escalate into something she might never recover from.
Chapter Eight
Neil rolled over and a hand fell from his chest. The springs on the old bed squeaked. No matter how expensive the mattress pad and new sheets he used to make it comfortable, nothing was going to get rid of that annoying noise.
The sun streamed in from the tiny window making the room a little less depressing. The birds chirping in the trees outside even warmed him up to the cabin.
“Good morning.” A tiny voice whispered from behind him. Carson’s warm breath tickled his back.
He looked over his shoulder. She seemed so tiny curled up beside him. One hand rested under her chin. Her forearms covered her breasts, but the tight grip squeezed them together giving her some rockin’ morning after cleavage.
“Did you sleep all right? This isn’t the best bed.”
She nodded. “For the little sleep I did get, it was great.”
He smiled. She was right. They didn’t have much time for sleep. It was almost sunrise by the time they retreated from the restaurant to the cabin.
He turned over completely to study her face. He hadn’t realized how long her eye lashes were until that moment as he looked into her soft and inviting eyes.
“Thank you for dinner.”
“My pleasure.” It was the least he could do for the woman who was distracting him with sex. “Thank you for the sex.”
She laughed. “My pleasure.”
He swiped a strand of hair and secured it behind her ear. He could stay like this all day. He could stay like this forever.
“What are you up to today?” he asked.
“I should probably work on my presentation now that our work together is officially done.”
“I guess it is.” He had the overwhelming urge to rip down some of the walls of the restaurant so that she’d have more work to do, more time to spend in his presence.
“What do you say we—”
The double knock on the cabin door startled him and when he heard the raspy voice, he tensed. “Good Morning.”
He cursed under his breath.
Carson went rigid then pulled the sheet up to her chin. “Who is that?”
“It’s Penn. I forgot I asked her to bring me some work to do this morning since I can’t exactly drive to pick it up.” He jumped out of bed and slid on a pair of shorts. “Get up and get dressed. I’ll make us some coffee.”
“Morning!” Penn glided further into the cabin, a banker’s box and a cardboard tray with two coffees perched on it. It was the happiest he’d seen her in a long time.
Neil grunted. “Why are you grinning from ear to ear?”
