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“How else am I supposed to get what I want?” Despite her vocal annoyance, he knew she was enjoying this. The slight smile on her face gave her away.
Otherwise, she would have gone back to her original plan of hiding, or told him off explicitly.
Becca stepped out of the elevator while rearranging her purse on her shoulder. This woman had his libido tied up in knots. She even made fidgeting sexy.
“I have a surprise for you,” he said as he followed her through the foyer.
“Really?” She stared at him in wonder.
He loved being the one who put that look of astonishment on her face. He had done it before—in the elevator—and he wanted to continue doing it for a long time.
Jordan hesitated. That wasn’t his original plan, but at this moment, her expression changed everything. It was no longer about proving his prowess. The last four days had proved just how much he enjoyed her in his life, wanted her in his life. It wasn’t just his libido she had tied up in knots—it was his heart. Which made today even more important. He was determined to make her finally cave. With a tilt of his head he motioned toward the concourse. “Come with me.”
He led her down the escalator, through the dim hallway that led to the parking garage elevators on the lower concourse.
“If I didn’t already know you, now would be about the time I turned and ran for dear life.” She followed him with caution. “Where are we going?”
“Right here.” He stopped in front of a room marked Private.
She stared at the door in confusion.
“Are you now employed by the building?
Otherwise we’re not allowed in there.”
Jordan reached for the handle and turned, opening the gray steel door. “I think it’ll be okay.”
He entered first and flicked on the lights. Becca followed hesitantly, and when she crossed the threshold of the doorway, she gasped. “You did this for me?”
Leading her by the hand, Jordan pulled her farther into the storeroom. He closed the door and turned the tiny piece of metal on the handle and locked them inside.
“I can’t believe you did this,” she said breathlessly.
Neither could he. In the middle of the room sat a round table covered with a white tablecloth, flowers sat on the far edge, and two paper cups filled with their favorite morning beverages sat on either side.
Jordan rested against the locked door, his chest swelling with accomplishment. Becca took in the space, her bottom lip practically skimmed
the ground, and she had one hand resting against her chest.
“I thought we could take a few minutes to get to know each other,” he said. Among other things.
Becca let out a hard breath and took a seat at the table. “Jordan, I like you.”
She spoke as if the words hurt her physically.
“And that’s a bad thing?” He stepped closer to the table.
“I’m not supposed to like you. We had stranger sex in an elevator. With an audience.” She spoke as if she still couldn’t believe they had been so reckless. It wasn’t like they knew about the security cameras. And who knew elevator shafts had such good acoustics?
“I won’t lie, you’ve been the object of my fantasies for a very long time, but that’s all you are. All you can be. Just a fantasy.”
Like hell. Jordan clenched his hands into fists at his sides. He desperately wanted to kiss away her reasoning, to scoop her up in his arms and show her just how real things could be. But Becca had more to say. “I like the idea of us having a secret smirk every time we see each other.
I like seeing you every morning and wondering what color your boxers are that day. If we get involved that will all change. Don’t ruin the fantasy for me, Jordan.”
“Maybe the reality is better than the fantasy.” Jordan fiddled with the vase on the table. He believed that, and he desperately needed Becca to believe that too.
“And this isn’t a fantasy? Who does this?” She pointed at the table. “What man sets up a utility closet to lure a woman into his bed?”
