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“I realize that, but I need you to know that if something does come of it, I’ll be there, no matter what.”
She slides her palm along my cheek, and I can’t help but close my eyes at the warmth of her touch. “I already know that. You’re not the type to run from an unplanned pregnancy.” She pauses for a few seconds, nibbling on her lip. “I guess neither of us think straight when we’re together.”
“Not from the waist down, no.” I reach for my wallet and pull out one of the rubbers I stashed there last night. She commandeers the condom, tearing open the foil wrapper.
“I’ll get back on birth control.”
As she rolls the latex up my shaft, I suck in a breath. “I like how permanent that sounds.”
She smiles. “Me too.” With slow movements, she unknots the tie from around my neck, then unbuttons my shirt before roaming her hands over my chest. I’m sure she can feel how fast and hard my heart is pounding, and I want to find out if hers is a perfect match. It must be.
Because she’s the other half of me. The center of my soul. The north star in my sky. I think we both recognized it at first glance on that plane. It’s the reason I tossed my morals out the window to be with her—why I’ll continue to ignore what’s right and what’s wrong if it means one more touch.
One more glance.
One more chance to hear her voice, taste her kiss, experience the comforting blanket of her love.
Closing my eyes, I rest my head against hers and breathe her in. “I could spend the rest of my life loving you.”
“I could let you,” she whispers, and I let out a sigh as her fingers rake through my hair.
“Where the hell have you been hiding all my life?”
“In a tiny dot-on-the-map town in rural Oklahoma,” she deadpans.
I laugh. “God, the way you make me feel.” As I take her by the mouth, I sweep her panties to the side and position my cock, on the cusp of sliding home, and that’s when the phone on my desk shrills.
“Fuck,” I mutter, cursing the heavens.
Or hell.
I break away, my pulse thrumming in my ears, cock throbbing more than is bearable. “I’m sorry. I have to get that.”
“Ignore it.” She’s breathing hard, and we haven’t even started yet. I’m not going to lie—the fact that she’s so worked up is a stroke to my ego.
“I wish like hell I could, but I forwarded my calls and told Beth to ring me if it’s important.”
The reminder of reality is a chilly splash over the heat between us. With a sigh, she straightens and begins buttoning up her clothing.
I dispose of the condom then do the same.
And I know we’re both considering the possibility. The probability. There’s only one thing that’s important enough for Beth to interrupt the CEO of MontBlake during a do-not-disturb order.
Eyes locked on Jules, I lean past her and pick up the phone. “What is it, Beth?”
“It’s your wife, sir. They found her.”
