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CHAPTER ELEVEN
Liam
Would she taste like mint? I’d seen her pop one of those Andes mints into her mouth as she chattered along happily. The sigh she’d made as she savored the chocolate on her tongue had sent my control straight to the gutters, where I wanted it to stay, even if it was only for a moment.
I wanted to lean in here, pretend that this gorgeous woman might make that noise someday for me. I groaned and pulled at the back of my neck. I’d purposefully planned a long, intense session with my personal trainer directly before this meeting. I had hoped that being sore or at least tired would keep my mind on track.
It wasn’t working.
I watched her talk, the excited flush of her cheeks as she watched me. And now she was proposing we spend more time together. Like a couple. A fake couple, but my body clearly didn’t understand the different.
“What are you thinking?” Her breath was sweet, her bright eyes wide and dark as she held her position between my knees. God, she was so close it would just take a moment, the slightest, to press my mouth against hers. To take the kiss she offered and maybe more. I could feel her fingers digging into my knees as she waited for my answer.
I offered a smile. “I’m thinking this is a very bad idea.”
She raised a brow but didn’t move. If anything, her fingers grew more steady against my pant legs. “You just said it was a good idea.”
I smirked, letting my fingertips graze her arms as I continued to lean in. I could see the dusting of barely there freckles on her nose from this perspective. It was adorable.Shewas adorable. But this side of her, the confident, almost possessive side, it was what was sending a shot of heat straight to my groin.
I wanted her.
I wanted to kiss her.
Hell, I wanted to do more than kiss her. I wanted to slam my office door lock, tell Rose to cancel the rest of my appointments, and spend the day getting to know every inch of Ashlyn Grove. None of that changed that it was a bad idea.
We should be working together, in a professional sense, for the next few weeks. There was no way that we could play house and not catch some feelings, right?
“Am I making you nervous? I thought after everything that happened, we were just colleagues.” She offered a teasing smile, beginning to pull away. My arm snapped out. I needed her to know that it wasn’t a rejection. My hand slid to the middle of her back, yanking her forward, against the front of my body. I was unapologetically hard, and I didn’t stop her from tumbling up against me.
“If that’s what you want, then I will respect it.” I smiled against her hair. “But if it were up to me, things would be different.”
“Different?”
“You are incredible, Ashlyn. You’re beautiful, smart, and I cannot forget the way you felt around me the other night.”
“Neither can I.”
“Really?”
“Really. But Liam, we are playing with fire here,” she said.
“I could’ve told you that much.” I let my lips brush across her temple.
She gasped, her body hot against my shirt. I trailed my nose down her neck, breathing her scent in as she steadied herself against the couch cushions.
“I need some time, though, to figure out where we are in comparison with our jobs.”
“I understand. And I’m in no rush.”
Ashlyn’s brows bounced high. “No rush, eh? You could’ve fooled me.”
Chuckling, I tightened my grip on her. “If you have to know, I wake up every morning rock hard, smelling you on my pillows. From the first moment I saw you, I wanted to sweep you up, strip you down to nothing on my desk, and taste every inch of your body, making sure that by the time I fucked you, you were begging for my cock.”
Her breasts heaved against me, sending me into another spiral of want. I braced my legs, helping her sit back. I knew both of us were out of breath, and the tension in the room was palpable as she settled back and stared at me. Neither of us seemed to know what to do next.
“Wow,” she said, wide eyes dark as they watched me.
A sharp knock drove me forward, quickly arranging myself so that no one would be the wiser.
