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“Yes!”
“You better do it because if you don’t, I might have to show up at that meeting and who knows what I’ll do…”
“You wouldn’t.”
“Wouldn’t I?”
“You promised…”
“I promised I wouldn’t go easy on you.” His laugh is too light for him to be serious. It’s something I’ve learned about him. His laugh fades, and with the friction of our bodies, he’s more than ready for another round of a different kind of fun.
* * *
Of course, just as Damon said, his driver is waiting for me outside my building. He’s pushing. It’s what he does when things aren’t exactly how he wants them: he nudges them in his direction. It honestly doesn’t bother me anywhere near as much as it should.
“Good morning, Miss Monroe.” The driver opens the door for me, and before I get in, I pause. “I’m sorry, I feel so rude, I don’t know your name.”
“Gerry, ma’am.”
“Good morning, Gerry.” I lower into the car, pushing my shades up onto my head.
“Morning, little mouse.” A steaming cup of coffee appears right under my nose. “Figured you could use the extra caffeine this morning.”
“And whose fault is that?” Taking the coffee, I turn to face him. His starched white shirt is stretched taut across his chest. The top two buttons are undone, and he looks so fresh and inviting that I can’t help but scoot closer to him and breathe in his cologne mixed with the soapy scent of his clothes and body wash.
Oh man, and this is why spending the night would be bad. We’d never leave his place.
“What are you doing here?” I ask, barely resisting the urge to jump his bones.
“Coffee.” He nods at the cup in my hand, from my favorite coffee shop close to the office. When I’ve had a sip, he takes it from me and places it in the cupholder. Cupping my nape, he pulls me to him, so that our mouths are almost touching. “And this,” he murmurs before pressing his lips to mine, kissing me like I didn’t only leave his place at the ass crack of dawn.
“So, my mom is in town today. She’s organizing a baby shower for Fran. Obviously, it’s got to be pretty low-key given the situation, but she’s going to be around for lunch, and I thought that…”
“Sure.”
“You don’t have to. But she wanted me to ask and—”
“I know I don’t have to, but seeing as I’ve slept under her roof and all…” My heart races frantically in my chest, the voice in my head warning me to slow down, but I guess after seeing her at the hospital and their interactions, I’m curious.
“I’ll have William make a reservation somewhere. Any suggestions?” He sounds as nervous as I am.
“Umm…I’m sure your PA knows better than me.”
The car stops about a block from the café where I’m meeting Lacie. Gerry opens my door, and I’m a little confused.
“I figured you wouldn’t want Lacie seeing you arrive in my car.”
I’m tempted to throw caution to the wind. “How much do you want Warner?”
“You better land that fucking baller fast.” He nips at my lips, before I get out of the car.
“See you at lunch, boss man.”
“See you later, little mouse.” He hands me my bright red purse that matches my heels. His eyes meander down my bare legs to my feet, and a devious grin cuts his face. “Nice shoes.”
“I’ll keep them on.” I head toward the little New England haven with the car trailing after me. As I walk in, I wink at him over my shoulder because two can play the same game, right?
I’ve only just found Lacie when my phone chirps.
