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Another step closer.
‘I’ve already told you. I...’ His voice trails off as his eyes fall to my lips and I realise I’ve wet them again. Unintentionally, of course. ‘I...’
‘You...?’
‘I couldn’t say no.’
‘But you should have?’ I push, starting to understand and feeling the thrill of it pulse through my veins.
‘Yes.’
‘Why? Do you have a girlfriend, a wife?’
Something flickers in his face, an expression I can’t place.
‘No.’
‘Well, then...’ Relief eases between my shoulders. I didn’t know I cared so much, but of course I would when every thought running through my mind needs him to be very much free and single.
‘My relationship status, or lack of, doesn’t come into it. It’s because of this job, because it gets in the way of what I’m here to do.’
I nod as I run one finger around the rim of my glass. ‘And what exactly are you here to do?’
‘To help. To help you, the company, the charity.’
I nod again and step even closer. I’m only a foot or two away now and I can smell his cologne twisted up in the rain, the outdoors.
‘You want to help me?’
‘Yes.’
I let my eyes travel down the length of him. Slow, sure...
‘Tell me, Valentine, do you like what you see?’ I stroke my chest now, so softly I can barely feel the caress of my fingers as they trail between my breasts, over my stomach and smooth down my side. All the while his eyes follow their path, hooked, mesmerised.
‘You’re a very attractive woman, Olivia.’
I know he means it. His gravel-thick voice is tight with it.
‘That’s not an answer. Doyoufind me attractive?’
He swallows, his eyes flicker and I know he’s fighting his own response.
‘I could check myself.’ I purposefully lower my gaze to where his shirt meets with his trousers, and lower still, to the obvious bulge thickening behind his zip. ‘If you like?’
He steps back. ‘Olivia...’
‘Olivia...?’ I purr, stepping forward.
‘I should never have gone up those stairs. I’m sorry that I did. I’m sorry that it puts you in an awkward position now.’
‘Putsmein an awkward position?’ I purposefully eye his zip again. ‘I think it perhaps puts you in a more awkward position. Tell me, Valentine, have you thought of it often since that night? Have you thought about all you witnessed? Me, on my knees, naked, chained...?’
I reach out to trail a finger down his chest and he grabs my hand. ‘Don’t.’
‘Don’t what? Tease you?’
His jaw pulses, his nostrils flare and his hand flexes around mine, hot and strong, the physical touch as tantalising as an intended caress.
