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“Jesus.”Closing his eyes, he relented. “Thank you…Jolly.”
“My pleasure, dreamboat. Anything for you.”
They rode the elevator to the garage where a sleek silver Bonds sedan was awaiting their arrival.
“Impressive technology.” Her boss lived life in a way she couldn’t conceive of or ever afford.
He assisted her into the sumptuous compartment. The leather seats hugged her body as if custom-made for her, then automatically adjusted to provide comfort and support to her lumbar area.
“Tell Jolly what temperature you’d like your seat set to.”
“If she’ll pay attention.”
“Try it.” He shrugged. “She likes you.”
“Jolly, will you please set my seat to seventy-four degrees?”
“Let me know if there’s anything else I can do to make you comfortable, Ms. Robbins.”
Instantly warmth surrounded her. “Thank you.” She glanced at Frost as he pulled out of the parking garage and onto the quiet street. “This is deluxe.” On really cold days—or hot summer ones for that matter—her cantankerous car didn’t even want to start.
“Jolly, will you play jazz Christmas music?” he asked.
A tune she recognized filled the vehicle’s interior, relaxing her, making her feel a little more festive.
When they arrived at her apartment complex, she was so content that it was difficult to unfasten her safety belt to reach for the door handle. “I had a…” She hesitated. Where were the words to describe the whirlwind day, from purchasing an extravagant engagement ring, to a fun lunch, conversation in the sunroom, amazing sex, dominating possession, then his tenderness?
Aware of him watching her, she started again. “I’ll see you at work, Mr. Frost.”
His eyes narrowed. “You will indeed.”
She escaped from the car only to have him arrive at the front of the hood before she did.
“I’ll walk you in.”
Once again, his words were a statement, not a question.
Inside, he slid the leftovers in the fridge while she placed her purse on a table.
Silently he studied her, sending her pulse into overdrive.
“Bend over the back of the couch.”
Softly Kaylee blew out a breath. She was trying to detach from him, even a little, but he made that impossible.
When he cleared his throat, she couldn’t deny him.
Once she’d done as he said, he deftly flipped the hem of her skirt up to her waist and slid a finger between her legs. She was damp, ready for his Dominance.
“Whatever you’re thinking, I won’t let you deny what we have.” Harshly he kneaded his fingers into the flesh of her buttocks, squeezing even harder before stepping back to right her clothing.
While she struggled to breathe, he leaned over her, pressing her body down. Then he kissed the side of her neck. “Damn right, I’ll see you in the morning, Kaylee.”
Flabbergasted, she didn’t respond.
“Lock up after me.”
With that, the door bounced against its casing.
