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Closing his eyes, he could recall the way Liza’s skin had shimmered in the firelight. How she’d gone down on him, taking him deep into her mouth as he tugged on the chain he’d attached to her nipple and clit clamps. He hadn’t touched her in any other way, so he’d been shocked when they had both come at exactly the same time. Liza’s sexual appetite matched his right down the line.
Once he signed everything, Henri gave him a quick rundown of his day, then excused himself to return to his own desk outside Matt’s office. Alone, Matt forced himself to concentrate on his work. He managed with varying degrees of success.
He groaned when he glanced at his watch and realized he’d only been here an hour. He used to be able to immerse himself so deeply in work that day would turn to night without him even realizing it. Now, the days passed way too slowly as he counted every minute until he could be with Liza again.
Matt was starting to feel like a teenage boy with his first crush. Then, he realized that he’d skipped that falling-in-love stuff in high school, which meant he really was experiencing those emotions now for the first time.
Opening his email, he worked his way through the inbox, putting out the most immediate fires.
Another peek at the clock.
“Shit,” he muttered. It was only ten-fifteen, exactly fifteen minutes later than the last time he checked.
Before he could return to his email, the door to his office opened.
“Yes,” he said to Henri, as he walked in.
“Ms. Edd?—”
That was as much as his PA got out before Patricia sashayed around Henri and into the office. Henri looked ready to blow a gasket, but Matt lifted his hand, gesturing that it was okay.
It wasn’t, but he was the one who’d made the monumental mistake of asking Patricia out that first time—and too many times after. She was his cross to bear, not Henri’s.
Henri sniffed in annoyance, then left, closing the door behind him.
“Patricia,” Matt said, remaining seated. “I thought we agreed the last time you were here that you would make an appointment.”
He’d grown accustomed to Patricia’s fake smiles and laughs, so he wasn’t quite sure what to do with the menacing grin she shot in his direction. Patricia was well-known for her temper tantrums, something he was in no mood for today. If it came to that, he’d call security and have them toss her out on her ass.
“How was Hawaii?” Patricia asked, dropping down in the chair opposite him. She crossed her legs, looking far too comfortable.
Matt schooled his features, though he was curious how she’d known he was out of town, let alone where he was. Then he recalled Richard’s question about Liza. Were the Eddingtons so far gone on this stupid marriage idea that they were stalking him?
“Hawaii was nice.”
“I stopped by to see you a couple weeks ago. Your PA said you were out of town.”
Matt frowned. Henri was the last person on Matt’s list of people who would feed the Eddingtons information. Matt prized Henri as an assistant because the man was very good at protecting his privacy, so he struggled to believe Henri was the one to tell Patricia where he was.
Rather than respond, Matt remained quiet. He wasn’t interested in whatever game Patricia was playing. He hoped by refusing to participate, she’d get to the point, then get out.
“He was ridiculously closemouthed about where,” she bitched.
Matt fought to hide his smile. So, Henri hadn’t been the one telling tales. Good to know his trust hadn’t been misplaced.
“Daddy keeps his private plane in the same hangar as you at Northeast, so it wasn’t difficult for him to make a few calls and find out you’d flown to Hawaii. And that you had a female passenger with you.”
And there it was. The leak.
No doubt Richard had greased a few palms, but Matt didn’t give a shit. He would place a call to the airport once Patricia was gone to ensure whoever the hell was sharing his flight details was fired.
“One call to the Philadelphia Initiative later, and I found out Liza was out of town too, for a wedding in Hawaii.” Patricia’s skin glowed green, jealousy dripping from every word.
Matt had dropped the niceties at the end of their last conversation, and he felt no need to pick them back up again. So instead, he gave her a slow clap. “Remarkable detective skills,” he replied drolly. “Any point to them?”
“Daddy said he called and offered you Edgewood Resorts.”
“He did.”
