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“You knew Nora’s husband?” he asks, practically pushing me forward.
Stepping inside, I nod.
“When Tony died, Nora gave me first refusal on his half of the company. She didn’t want it, and her life has always been the foundation. I borrowed enough money to make me sick and went for it.”
“I’m going to take a wild guess here and say those loans no longer exist.”
There’s a shadow of a smile on his lips.
He’s proud.
He should be.
“What did you need in here?”
In the next breath, he spins, shutting the door over my head and pinning me to it.
My purse slips from my hand, my body going lax.
“You,” he growls.
There’s a harsh rise and fall of his chest. The office is dark, but his eyes are the darkest thing in here.
Swallowing, my voice is breathy when I say, “You’re mad?”
Possessively, he grabs my hip. “One night. One night I spent in my bed without you, and it drove me crazy.”
I guess neither of us slept last night then.
We’ve gone too far.
There’s a pinch in my chest, burning and burning until I’m desperate for air in my lungs.
“And I’ve been hard since I watched you walk down the stairs in this dress.”
He crowds me, the familiar pull too much, and I know the thread is going to snap again.
My mouth waters because I’m hungry for him.
I want to taste him.
“Did you bring your lipstick with you?”
I can’t help but smile.
“A girl always brings lipstick.”
“Good, because you’re about to ruin it.” He cups the side of my face, fingers massaging my scalp. “On your knees.”
Thank the heavens.
Raising two fingers to my head in a fake salute, I wink. “Yes, Sir.”
Chapter Twenty-Seven
While everyone is distracted by the auction, I try to break away and find Mandy and Alex. I’m exhausted from talking, and my cheeks hurt from smiling.
Nora finishes the auction with a painting from a well-known artist, and it sells for a jaw-dropping amount of money.
