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“No,” he says. “I don’t.”
Hands still in his pockets, my boss comes around the bed to my side. My ears are ringing. My face is numb. He wants this to be real? I want that so badly, my insides are all churned up like the soil in the flower beds outside.
“For this weekend?” Maybe it’s still a method actor thing.
“For the rest of our lives. You know,” Sebastian adds with a crooked smile, sinking down to sit by my leg, “if you can tolerate me for that long.”
The bed creaks under his weight, and this makes no sense. This isn’t how things go between us!
He’s the icy, distant, unreachable boss, and I’m the lovesick assistant who pines for him every night in her pajamas. Those are our real roles, and I’m used to them. They’re comfortable. Familiar.
Safe.
Thisisn’t safe. This is standing in one of those plane doorways, thousands of feet above the ground, hoping against hope that my parachute works. Oh, and the plane is on fire.
“Fliss,” Sebastian says gently. His gray eyes are so kind. “You don’t have to agree. I’m not ordering you as your boss, I’m… entreating you. As a man.”
My heart thumps against my ribs. “Entreating?”
His nose wrinkles. “I couldn’t think of the right word.”
“You sound like Mr Darcy.”
“And you don’t like that?”
“No, I do.”
It takes every ounce of my courage—which is ridiculous, when you consider our antics in the maze—but I raise both hands and force my fingers to uncurl. His glasses slide easily off his nose, and I place them on my nightstand right next to my e-reader.
My breath empties out at the sight of our possessions side by side. “I’ve always wanted to do that.”
And he leans forward, already reaching for me—alreadykissingme, hands gently cupping my neck. The guest suite blurs around us, and he’s so warm and sturdy. His mouth is demanding, moving firmly over mine.
“Mmph.” I kiss him back, though I’m completely addled. Don’t know which way is up, and his shirt strains in my grip.
This is perfect. It’s everything I’ve wanted for so long. His soap and basil scent wraps around me, and I’m falling, falling, falling.
Then reality kicks back in, and I tear my mouth away. I’m out of the plane now, plummeting toward the earth, and the little buildings and trees down there are getting bigger. This is gonna hurt. “Wait, what about work? And your family? What about—”
Sebastian pushes me down to the bed with a snarl. “Whatever you want,” he grinds out, rubbing his flushed cheek against mine. His toned body is heavy, but I don’t mind. Want him to squish me into blissful oblivion. “Whatever makes you happy and comfortable, Fliss. I’ll do anything, alright? The rest is details. I’m yours.”
Parachute: open.
The view up here: freaking beautiful.
“Okay,” I wobble out, hooking my legs around his hips. My head’s jammed at a weird angle from the headboard, but I sincerely do not care. “Okay then. Let’s do this thing.”
“Yeah?” He looks so hopeful. Sovulnerable. My heart cracks open, and I loop my arms around his neck.
“Yeah.”
Sebastian rears back. He grabs my ankles and yanks me to the center of the bed. My boss grips both sides of my neckline in his fists, then tears the cocktail dress clean down the middle and wrenches the scraps from under me.
Um.
What?!
I blink up at him, stunned and so turned on. Cool air washes over my bare skin, goosebumps ripple down my arms and stomach, and I can’t stop shifting my hips. I’m needy suddenly, all hot and squirmy and so desperate for his touch.
