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I walked her to her car and held her door open, saying good night as I closed it. I watched her drive away, my jaw tight and my back knotted with tension. Working with Gia was both the best and the worst idea I’d ever had.
Ten
GIA
Idoubted my ability to resist Silas. I’d assumed Silas would give me space to work and not hover in the background, paying attention to everything that happened.
There was no way I could stay in that suite he’d arranged for me. It was sweet and thoughtful and completely unnecessary. But staying at the resort meant being close to him.
I needed space after spending the day with him. First our meeting, then sharing an incredible lunch at his five-star restaurant, and then planning time with John and Emma. I was exhausted, both mentally and physically. I was hyperaware of Silas’s every move as the day went on. And every time I checked, his eyes were on me.
I wasn’t sure what he was thinking. Did his offer to continue our physical relationship still stand if I made the first move? But I knew if I’d stayed overnight, I wouldn’t have been able to stop myself from knocking on his door. It was safer to keep distance between us, and I needed the space to regroup.
I needed more of these contracts, and if I had to work with Silas to get them, then I’d need to do it. I just couldn’t be involved with him while working together. It would complicate everything. No matter how much I wanted him, we had to keep things professional. And since he seemed incapable of that, I needed to be the one to set those boundaries.
When I got home, I headed inside and drew a bath. I filled it with lavender and bubbles and got undressed as the water level rose. I kept my phone nearby in case Harper needed me for something. She sometimes worked after her daughter, Evie, was asleep at night.
I’d just eased my tired body into the warm water and rested my head on the back of the tub when my phone buzzed.
Are you home, beautiful?
I smiled, enjoying the way it felt to be called beautiful, even if Silas had no business doing it himself. He wasn’t my boyfriend, even if he’d been my lover for a short time, and I wanted him to be my full-time one.
I’m at home, taking a bath.
There was a delay in his response. I wondered if he’d left his phone to do something else or if he was thinking of what to say.
I’m going to need proof.
I barked out a laugh. Silas was fun.
You wish.
Come on, beautiful. I’ve seen it before, and I’d love to see it again. If you won’t let us be together, you can at least tease me.
I was positive he wanted more than that. I wanted to drive him crazy. He asked for it, after all.
I held up my phone, testing angles so that my nipples weren’t showing. I gave the camera my most seductive look, and the result was glowing skin and the globes of my breasts visible above the bubbles.
I double-checked the image, satisfied it was sexy, and sent it to him. I don’t know what it was about Silas that brought this side out of me.
Why did the first man I wanted have to be Silas Sharpe? It was like the universe was laughing at me.
Gorgeous. I want to be in that bathtub with you. I’d sit behind you and cup your breasts, making your nipples hard, aching points.
I wanted that too.
Then I’d slip my hand lower to your pussy.
My breath came in short pants as I mimicked his words.
Are you there?
I fumbled with the phone and almost dropped it in the water.
I’m a little busy making that a reality.
The phone rang. Silas’s voice filled the small room. “Are you touching yourself?”
