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I frowned. “Why would he be looking for me?”
“I don’t know,” Chris said. “He had a few things he wanted to give you. Mementos. Maybe an inheritance, that sort of thing.”
“I’m good,” I said with a scoff. “I don’t want anything from him.”
“Do you hate him that much?”
“Hate is not the right word,” I responded. “It's more like I don’t feel anything toward him. I don’t want any of his trash, and it’s not like he had anything worthwhile to leave me. I don’t want the responsibility for his debts either. I want to live as though I didn’t have a father.”
“I thought you came back here to find your father?”
Shit. I slipped up. Scrambling a little inside but being extra careful not to let it show, I responded, “Yes. To ask him why he abandoned me all those years ago. But now that he’s dead, I no longer care.”
His gaze flickered a little. “Your dad had a few things scattered around. Maybe a business in San Francisco?”
“Is that where you both met? When you were in San Francisco?” I was desperate to find out more information about him.
“No,” he responded as he got up and walked around his desk. My heart started racing as he got closer and leaned against his desk. He shifted my chair closer, and my heartbeat stuttered. “Why do you ask?”
“You ask a lot of questions,” I challenge, licking my lips nervously. “Why can’t I ask some in return?”
“Because I want to know about you.” His eyes remained on my lips, and his voice dropped an octave with the next part. “You intrigue me.”
“Intrigue you?” It was more of a whisper than me uttering the words because, at that moment, with his hand trapped against the back of my neck, he leaned down and brought me to my feet.
“Yes,” he said. Then, he dragged me closer, and his lips descended on mine.
“Fuck,” he murmured against my lips as he deepened the kiss, pulling me even closer. Desire washed through me, sharp and heady, and I very quickly lost myself. I became overwhelmed with the taste and scent of his cologne of power and darkness. And mint.
God, he tasted good. He kissed like a dream, too, the perfect blend of forcefulness and persuasion. The earth swam. And then, he picked me up and placed me on his desk before stepping between my legs.
I felt his cock, thick and insistent, between my thighs, and warning bells began clanging in my head, battling with the sheer lust that was insisting I continue.
“Wait.” I tore myself away, gasping for breath. “Stop.”
He stopped, much to my surprise. His eyes swirled with darkness as he asked, “Are you sure?”
No. “Yes.” It took everything in me to croak the word out. “Yes,” I repeated shakily.
He held me for just a second and then instantly stepped back, letting me go.
The minute he did, I scrambled out of his office as fast as I could before I did something truly insane.
8
CHRIS
This time, it seemed to take an eternity for the desire to die down.
I sat in my chair, my head was thrown back against the headrest, and my mind ran wild with everything that could have happened had she not stopped it.
And her scent. It was still there in my nostrils even though I couldn’t exactly describe what it was. Spicy and sweet at the same damn time, the mystery of Emily’s scent eluded me as much as it aroused me.
All I could tell was that it would torment me for some time.
So would the taste of her.
If I thought hard, I could still taste her on my tongue, feel the sensation of her soft lips moving against mine, and hear the slight moan she uttered against my lips.
