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Tessa could come live with me in my mansion—even have her own wing of the house if she wants. But I can’t actually make the offer; I’m starting to get a sense of how much pride she takes in her ability to make it on her own and I don’t want her to get mad at me again.
I settle down on her ratty, old, possibly second-hand couch while she hovers around and tidies up.
“I’ve got unpacking and laundry to do,” she says, giving me a rather unsubtle hint.
“I haven’t got anything else to be doing,” I tell her. “I kind of want to spend a bit more time with you. Now that you’re my PA, I feel like we should at least get to know each other better. It’ll make work that much easier.”
And my wife. I would actually like to know my wife. That too.
“Sure, I guess. I mean, technically I’m still on the clock.” Tessa nods uncertainly and comes to perch on the couch next to me. “What do you want to talk about?”
I wrack my brains, trying to come up with something vaguely work-related, but my mind is a blank.
Her scent of wild flowers fills my lungs and all I can think about is how tempting she looks and how I can touch her skin if I just reach out my hand. Before I know what’s happening, we’re staring into each other’s eyes and I’m leaning in to kiss her.
A spark of passion ignites within me as our lips touch. I expect her to push me away and tell me to get out. But to my surprise, she leans in. I taste her sweetness, swiping my tongue over her warm, wet lips. I want to lose myself in her, grab hold of her and never let her go.
As I nibble lightly at her bottom lip, she moans into my mouth. Her breathing grows heavy and she kisses me back, her tongue caressing mine.
I reach out and pull her close, my cock straining uncomfortably against the fabric of my pants as her soft breasts press against me. My fingers fumble with her blouse . . . but then, all of a sudden, the spell is broken. She pulls away from me.
Her cheeks are flushed and her lips just slightly parted—wet, red, and puffy from my kiss. A cocktail of lust and uncertainty gleams in her eyes. My heart pounds. What is she going to do now?
“Sorry, Luke,” she says. Not a good start. “I shouldn’t have done that. It . . . it’s a bad idea. This. Us. I just . . . I can’t right now. I’m sorry.”
She looks scared. And nervous. And turned on.
I want nothing more than to reach out and kiss her again, and I’m pretty certain that she won’t push me away. She wants this too. She just can’t admit it for some reason—not even to herself.
The temptation is almost overwhelming—she’s right there, looking all perfect and positively delectable—but I hold myself back.
If we’re going to be together, it needs to be on her terms. If I push things too quickly, I might lose her forever.
“If that’s what you want, then sure,” I say, my chest heavy with disappointment. “And you don’t need to apologize.”
I stand and try to discreetly adjust my raging hard erection, without much success. I catch her stealing a glance and almost tease her for it . . . then I decide to let her stare, pretending not to notice. Maybe I’ll inspire her fantasies when she’s alone in bed tonight.
It takes me a few moments to regain my composure—and that was just from a kiss. There’s just something about Tessa that drives me fucking wild.
A thought comes to me as I’m getting ready to leave. “Do you have a passport?”
“A passport?” she asks, puzzled. “Yeah, I do. I haven’t used it in a long time, but . . .”
“Good. Make sure you bring it to work with you tomorrow. We’ve got a business trip. Pack some clothes too.” I push open the door and step out.
“Wait,” she exclaims, holding the door open with her dainty fingers that were tangled in my hair only moments ago. “Where are we going? What should I pack? You can’t just drop that on me and then leave without giving me any details.”
“Sure, I can. I’m your boss.” I cock a crooked grin her way. “Anyway, it’s just a business trip. Smart casual, nice shoes, things like that. Hell if I know, just . . . look nice, I guess? You’re doing a great job at it already.”
I leave, but not before noticing a blush creeping up her cheeks. So fucking adorable.
I can’t wait to see how she reacts when she sees what I have in store for her.
Tessa
I’m having lunch in the Eiffel Tower.
