Page 15 of Simply Complicated

This woman was stunning, composed, every hair in place. Jealousy took over because I didn’t want her anywhere near Hudson. Her hourglass figure made me want to strangle her. However, when I saw Hudson’s face as he recognized her, all I saw was disgust. She was not competition.

She asked again, but I paid no attention to her. When the woman started talking to me like I was ignorant, that was when the problem started. She was shouting at me like I couldn’t hear her. All I could do was take deep breaths and remember I was at work. I would never again put myself in a position like I did with the phone. I needed to keep my shit together. Every so often, I had to remind myself that I needed this job.

The bad thing was I didn’t listen to my own advice. I didn’t respond professionally.

“Well, why didn’t you say so? Sit down in one of those chairs, and I will get him for you.”

Hudson had been waiting on the other side of the door for me. I didn’t even have to knock before he was jerking me inside.

“I am busy. I am not able to see visitors right now.”

Why did Hudson look scared? He was a badass and the boss. He could turn away anyone he wanted to. I couldn’t help myself because I started laughing hysterically.

“Seriously, get rid of her. She’s the one I told you about, Lyla. The one that if she comes in, you make an excuse because her husband is one of my most key clients, but I’m not interested in her romantically. She doesn’t comprehend that and keeps coming back for more attempts.”

I could tell he thought I was jealous, but I wasn’t anymore. Once I had seen him with disgust on his face, there was no reason to be.

“You are jealous, I can tell. Why?”

“Don’t give yourself that much credit. You are disgusted by her. She’s not competition. I’m not jealous at all.” I still had an inkling in the back of my head that maybe he did sleep with her. Maybe that was why she kept coming back? She wanted more. A lot of women were not okay with one-night stands. Maybe she was one of them. “If you slept with her, I won’t judge you. It’s your life. Just don’t lie to me about why I’m kicking her out.”

I could see his face turn red. “Something you should know about me is I don’t fuck people I know, employ, or that I would potentially see again. I don’t do complicated. I give them all the pleasure they want and then send them on their way. I make this clear before we sleep together. And no, I did not sleep with her. That would be problematic.”

“Right,” I said to him with a wink.

I knew what he was doing; he was giving me hints at his darkness. He wanted me to read between the lines and figure out that he was not the guy for me. This had been a warning to me. He didn’t want to complicate things, which I could understand, but they already were.. He was asking me to walk away, leave it alone, and not look back. I couldn’t walk away from Hudson. He needed me. He had shown so much improvement since I've been here. No way could I stop now.

Chapter 15

Hudson

Itried making her read between the lines and understand we will never work. I was not the man she needed. I couldn’t give her the things she needed, and she deserved that. I thought if I had been an asshole to her, she would leave it alone but no. It only made her push back harder.

Instead of walking away, she came closer, putting her lips on mine. When she did that, I lost control. She tried to pull back, thinking I was uninterested, but I didn’t let her. I pulled her closer to me and unleashed all of the pent-up sexual tension that had been building up since the hospital. That kiss was so much more intense than the first one in my apartment, hot and steamy. We were so close now that there wasn’t a body part that wasn’t touching.

Laurel’s breasts were touching my chest, and I was pressing against her abdomen. In the back of my mind, I knew there was a client outside waiting for me, but I didn’t give a rat’s ass. I didn’t want this to end. Her curves fit like a glove with my body. That kiss occupied me, envisioning what she could do with that talented tongue of hers.

I shifted my hand from holding her back to cup both her breasts, which were the optimal size to fit in my hands. She moaned into my mouth while I pinched and nibbled through her dress. I couldn’t possibly grow harder.

“Moan for me,” I whispered to her. I could tell by her breathing that she was already close. I was barely doing anything now; I couldn’t imagine how worked up she would get from actual sex. I couldn’t wait.

“Can you come like this?” Her nails dug into my shoulders as she let go, and her head tilted back. “There you go, baby. Let go.”

Her moans were muffled by my hand. I demanded her to moan, but I didn’t want the whole office to hear. Only me. Her moan sent me into overdrive, and I wanted to feel her, but I knew we had been here long enough. As her climax came to an end, her eyes searched mine for regret. I could tell that was what she saw because she frowned. What was crazy was that I didn’t regret it. That moment had been extraordinary, fuck, perfect even.

I could tell she was upset because she pulled up her dress, and right before she walked out the door, she turned around to look at me one last time. I wished I hadn’t been paying attention because that look almost made me cry. It made me feel like less of a man.

For the remainder of my day at the office, I focused on work. Not to mention the fact that the crazy girl called me and yelled at me for nearly thirty minutes. Why couldn’t she understand I was not interested? Her husband was one of the prestigious clients. I could not afford to jeopardize that. She was smoking hot, but her attitude was appalling.

I tried to focus on work, but I couldn’t help but think about Laurel. I made her come for me without even penetrating her. That made me feel alive.

The person that I have been blaming since the start was Laurel when she had done nothing but open my eyes to the things I deserved and wanted. Why had I been such an ass to her? When she left my office, I never intended to make her feel the way she did. I didn’t know how to talk to her about it. I crossed a line that should never have been crossed. I’ve always been so cautious until she came into my life.

The file Chris had given me hadn’t even been touched. Too much guilt came from thinking about even asking him to get the information.

She left abruptly after asking Lyla to vacate the office. I didn’t know what excuse she had given her, but she left, and for that, I was utterly indebted. I couldn’t have seen her; my dick had still been hard from my encounter with Laurel.

I was sure she knew I required space which was why she left. We did cross a line, but at that moment, I didn’t regret it, not even for a second. I couldn’t give her an orgasm and then hide like a coward. It would only make matters worse.

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