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as I fought through the powerful climax, struggling to regain my senses. My breathing was hard and labored. Did the light turn off? What happened?
When I touched my face in confusion, I had to fight to free my hands from my covers first. What the hell?
Then it all clicked.
A dream. It was all a dream. Shane taking me and… oh.
Even though the sexual encounter had been entirely in my head, it felt as though it had just happened. My breasts were heaving from the monstrous orgasm that had flooded my body, and when I reached a hand down between my legs I found that I was completely sodden.
Holy crap. Some dream.
The annoying buzz of my alarm started to ring, and I flung a hand over to hit the alarm clock out of habit.
Time to go to work and face Shane in person.
How was I going to be able to meet his eyes after the dream I had? Not to mention the quick encounter in the office that we had shared yesterday? How do you continue to work for your boss after you’ve had sex?
The drive to work was even worse than I had anticipated. When I climbed into the beat-up Corolla that my father had given me before I’d left for an ill-fated stint at college, there was a note on the steering wheel.
You have three days to find the information we seek before we start tearing your life apart even worse than it already is.
It wasn’t signed, but then again it didn’t need to be. There was only one person who could possibly have left a note like that. The mysterious suited man from lunch yesterday, who wanted me to find dirt on Shane Hamilton – specifically information related to the motorcycle gang that Shane helped to lead. I’d been told that the shipping business was merely a front to legitimize the illegal activities that the club was engaged in.
So instead of sweet daydreams and the breathless wonderment of a potential relationship with the rugged Shane Hamilton, I had to sit and think of how the hell I was supposed to be able to dig up the kind of secrets the man from the cafe wanted - and how I could possibly get out of having to do it. I didn’t know a lot about outlaw motorcycle clubs, but I was pretty sure that getting caught stealing information from them would quickly earn me a ticket to a world full of pain – and maybe even a ride to the bottom of the nearest lake.
“Hi Brittany,” I said as I walked in the door and past the secretary’s desk towards Shane’ office. I was so distracted by my thoughts that I forgot I hated her until I caught the dirty look she gave me in return.
Well screw you, too, bitch. If you didn’t want me to have the opportunity to get close to our boss then you should have passed on the message that I was supposed to go home yesterday once Shane realized he would be late.
It was her own fault that Shane and I had the opportunity to get close and finish off what we had started in the morning.
I stood in front of the office door for longer than was natural to try and summon the courage to face the man behind my ultra-sexy dream. My boss, the man I had sex with the first day on the job as his new assistant. Am I going to hell? I think I’m going to hell. If hell felt that good, then maybe it wasn’t such a bad thing.
After a deep breath I pushed the door open, only to let it go in a burst as I saw Shane leaning over his desk, poring over a document.
He was in jeans and a t-shirt, of course, the simple white fabric draped over his body and emphasizing his musculature in a way that was in no way fair.
“Ah, good morning, Jackie,” he said as my entrance caught his eye. “I’m glad to see that you’ve made it in this morning. I was half expecting you not to show up, you know.”
The comment was said in a cavalier manner, but something about it made me think that he wouldn’t have taken my absence very well at all. I worked for him now, and Shane Hamilton was used to being obeyed.
“Oh, I
When I touched my face in confusion, I had to fight to free my hands from my covers first. What the hell?
Then it all clicked.
A dream. It was all a dream. Shane taking me and… oh.
Even though the sexual encounter had been entirely in my head, it felt as though it had just happened. My breasts were heaving from the monstrous orgasm that had flooded my body, and when I reached a hand down between my legs I found that I was completely sodden.
Holy crap. Some dream.
The annoying buzz of my alarm started to ring, and I flung a hand over to hit the alarm clock out of habit.
Time to go to work and face Shane in person.
How was I going to be able to meet his eyes after the dream I had? Not to mention the quick encounter in the office that we had shared yesterday? How do you continue to work for your boss after you’ve had sex?
The drive to work was even worse than I had anticipated. When I climbed into the beat-up Corolla that my father had given me before I’d left for an ill-fated stint at college, there was a note on the steering wheel.
You have three days to find the information we seek before we start tearing your life apart even worse than it already is.
It wasn’t signed, but then again it didn’t need to be. There was only one person who could possibly have left a note like that. The mysterious suited man from lunch yesterday, who wanted me to find dirt on Shane Hamilton – specifically information related to the motorcycle gang that Shane helped to lead. I’d been told that the shipping business was merely a front to legitimize the illegal activities that the club was engaged in.
So instead of sweet daydreams and the breathless wonderment of a potential relationship with the rugged Shane Hamilton, I had to sit and think of how the hell I was supposed to be able to dig up the kind of secrets the man from the cafe wanted - and how I could possibly get out of having to do it. I didn’t know a lot about outlaw motorcycle clubs, but I was pretty sure that getting caught stealing information from them would quickly earn me a ticket to a world full of pain – and maybe even a ride to the bottom of the nearest lake.
“Hi Brittany,” I said as I walked in the door and past the secretary’s desk towards Shane’ office. I was so distracted by my thoughts that I forgot I hated her until I caught the dirty look she gave me in return.
Well screw you, too, bitch. If you didn’t want me to have the opportunity to get close to our boss then you should have passed on the message that I was supposed to go home yesterday once Shane realized he would be late.
It was her own fault that Shane and I had the opportunity to get close and finish off what we had started in the morning.
I stood in front of the office door for longer than was natural to try and summon the courage to face the man behind my ultra-sexy dream. My boss, the man I had sex with the first day on the job as his new assistant. Am I going to hell? I think I’m going to hell. If hell felt that good, then maybe it wasn’t such a bad thing.
After a deep breath I pushed the door open, only to let it go in a burst as I saw Shane leaning over his desk, poring over a document.
He was in jeans and a t-shirt, of course, the simple white fabric draped over his body and emphasizing his musculature in a way that was in no way fair.
“Ah, good morning, Jackie,” he said as my entrance caught his eye. “I’m glad to see that you’ve made it in this morning. I was half expecting you not to show up, you know.”
The comment was said in a cavalier manner, but something about it made me think that he wouldn’t have taken my absence very well at all. I worked for him now, and Shane Hamilton was used to being obeyed.
“Oh, I
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