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As feather light as I've ever felt, but the sensation hits me like an anvil to the head.
Any sense that I might have had a second ago evaporates, and I let my barely contained lust explode to the surface. I press her against the wall, my hand coming up to cradle the side of her head as I kiss her deeply. My other hand snakes around her waist, pulling her closer as our tongues tangle. I can feel the heat emanating off of her, and I know that if we don't stop this now, we are going to end up in trouble.
She pulls away slowly, her eyes heavy with lust as she gazes up at me. "We need to stop," she says breathlessly. "If we don't, we both know how this is going to end. We can't."
I nod, my own desires clearly warring with my sense of duty to my client and the law. I step away from her, both of us putting some much needed distance between us.
"You should go," I say, my voice rough with desire. " Before I do something that could compromise the both of us."
She nods and quickly turns on her heel, bee lining straight for the door. She grabs her jacket and purse from the hook near the front door before she turns around and looks at me one more time over her shoulder.
"I'll see you in court tomorrow. I'm warning you now, just because we shared this moment doesn't mean I'm going to go easy on you tomorrow."
I can't help but chuckle," Easy? I hope not, I prefer to go hard… always."
Her face burns red, and I see her body jerk back as if she were trying to stop herself from coming back to me.
"Be ready, Kai. Have a good night." She says instead as she walks out of the door, leaving me in my large townhouse with a raging hard on and a giddiness I only get before a really good fight. Except this battle I'm tempted to drag out just so Marcella can have her way with me a little longer.
CHAPTER SIX
MARCELLA
I feel like the man drugged me.
I know he didn't since I didn't have anything to eat or drink while I was with him, but after I left Kai's house I could barely focus on anything besides him and the way his body felt against mine.
His sure movements and confidence.
Those expressive dark eyes.
That smooth, warm olive colored skin.
Those strong hands… fuck, I wanted him.
When I calmed down enough to get to bed, my dreams were an insane mix of me running for my life from unknown assailants and Kai rocking my body so hard that I forget my own name.
Still, I'm glad I left when I did yesterday. I'm convinced that I'd have slept with him if I didn't and that would put the both of us in an awkward position, especially since this morning the both of us have to go to court and debate whether his client, Rhett Dyer should be let out on bail.
Out of everything that went on yesterday, one of the questions he asked me stands out more than the rest.
He wanted to know if I had anything to do with the men who had attacked him in front of his office. At first, I was a little offended that he asked me, but now that I'm thinking about it, I'm starting to get a bit worried. It is obvious that Kai believes those men were after him because of the case that we're working on, and I've had a bad feeling about this since Micha basically dragged me into kicking and screaming.
I haven't seen Rhett, but from what I did know about him, he didn't seem like a complete idiot. He would have known that his code would be logged. For him to use it in a robbery this extensive is asinine. Not to mention the fact that he didn't even run away. If we caught him on a private plane heading for Barbados, I'd think it was more likely. This entire thing stinks to high heaven. If those assholes that attacked Kai yesterday were sent to persuade him to drop the case, I could be working to put the wrong man in jail.
As I go about my morning routine, my mind races, going through all the information Micha gave me and the reports. I'd find a connection. I'm more than confident in my abilities as a lawyer. I need to make sure I stay focused on the task at hand, and that is making sure I'm not being played for a fool or a victim.
CHAPTER SEVEN
KAI
The last two days have been absolutely thee longest I've had in a long time. Not only do I have to contend with that courtroom pit bull Marcella trying to make it so Dyer has to stay in prison for something he didn't do, but now I have to deal with keeping this secret between Christine and him until they figure out a way to break the news to Travis and Cory.
I'm not even sure what the big deal is, the both of them are grown. They should be able to do what the hell they want to do. I understand the whole stigma about her not dating anyone from the gym, but at this point they're all going to just need to get over it.
Christine has always been a pretty good girl, she knows what she's doing.
I stretch my neck and there's a knock on my office door. I groan and fist my hands on my thighs. The day never fucking ends.
