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Authors: Rhonda James
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stay." His voice sounds desperate, and I stop dead in my tracks, flattening my back to the wall. That amount of money was a lot to turn down when you've been out of work and living off a meager savings. "Please Rhyann, if I don't turn things around I'm going to screw this up for the band. I know this is a lot to ask of you, and I'm pretty sure you're pissed at me for not calling you, but I don't know where else to turn." He came towards me and placed his arms on either side of my shoulders. My breathing hitched in my throat, and my legs began to feel weak at the close proximity of his hard body to mine. Surely, he must know what being this close does to me, but he doesn't relent, he just keeps pleading his case. "Give me a chance. Three months to prove that I can be a decent guy and we can work together." Then, he says the magic words every girl longs to hear, the same words I've heard him whisper over and over in my dreams. "I need you."
Once again, I held my breath, listening to the internal battle between my heart and my head. I knew what staying would do to me. I knew how my body responded to being in his presence. I also knew what it felt like to be without him, and here he was offering me the chance to get close to him once more. I looked into his eyes one more time and knew the decision had already been made two years ago. No matter how much I questioned my sanity, I would stay.
"First, let me just say that I'm not pissed at you. When I left that note it was only to thank you. I guess I did secretly hope that you would have looked me up, maybe chase me down and sweep me off my feet, but I knew the score when I agreed to go home with you that night. You told me that you'd make me forget my own name, but you never warned me that I wouldn't be able to forget you." I whispered. He shifted closer and closed his eyes as he listened to me pour out my heart. "I want to help you, but I'm not sure I can move in here and not have feelings for you."
"Rhyann, you're a beautiful, smart, sexy woman, and I know that I am a fucking idiot for saying this, but it could never work between us. I'm no good for you. I don't know how to treat a woman the way you need to be treated. I know it's selfish of me to want you to be here and not offer that to you, but you have to trust me when I say that I would only hurt you."
My heart hammered in my chest as I studied the way he interacted with me. He seemed different, almost remorseful, and my gaze shifted to his as I interpreted what his eyes were conveying. Before, when we'd met, his eyes had told me how much he wanted me, today the sexual innuendo was gone, but they practically begged me to give him another chance. I put on the bravest face I could summon and presented my conditions.
"I know I'm a fool for even considering this, but I’ll agree to work for you provided that we keep it strictly professional. I know we can never undo what happened between us, but I’m willing to put that aside if you are. I agree, you’re not the man for me, and I’m okay with that. I’ll give you three months. After that, if it’s not working out, I'll walk away and forget all about you."
He brought a hand to my face and stroked a finger over my cheek, and God help me but I couldn’t help leaning into his touch. I knew I was playing with fire by being here, but I couldn't bring myself to walk away. I was drawn to him like a moth to a flame, but where the moth is smart enough to not get too close, I was throwing myself smack dab in the middle of the fire. I wasn't afraid of getting burned, he’d already branded me and probably didn’t even know it. I was more afraid of finding out that the fire I'd felt for him, and held onto for two years, was now nothing more than a flicker that never should have ignited in the first place.
CHAPTER FIVE
"Great, it’s settled then. You can move in tonight. I’ll send some guys over to help with your things if you’d like. Until then, I ’ m hungry.
Once again, I held my breath, listening to the internal battle between my heart and my head. I knew what staying would do to me. I knew how my body responded to being in his presence. I also knew what it felt like to be without him, and here he was offering me the chance to get close to him once more. I looked into his eyes one more time and knew the decision had already been made two years ago. No matter how much I questioned my sanity, I would stay.
"First, let me just say that I'm not pissed at you. When I left that note it was only to thank you. I guess I did secretly hope that you would have looked me up, maybe chase me down and sweep me off my feet, but I knew the score when I agreed to go home with you that night. You told me that you'd make me forget my own name, but you never warned me that I wouldn't be able to forget you." I whispered. He shifted closer and closed his eyes as he listened to me pour out my heart. "I want to help you, but I'm not sure I can move in here and not have feelings for you."
"Rhyann, you're a beautiful, smart, sexy woman, and I know that I am a fucking idiot for saying this, but it could never work between us. I'm no good for you. I don't know how to treat a woman the way you need to be treated. I know it's selfish of me to want you to be here and not offer that to you, but you have to trust me when I say that I would only hurt you."
My heart hammered in my chest as I studied the way he interacted with me. He seemed different, almost remorseful, and my gaze shifted to his as I interpreted what his eyes were conveying. Before, when we'd met, his eyes had told me how much he wanted me, today the sexual innuendo was gone, but they practically begged me to give him another chance. I put on the bravest face I could summon and presented my conditions.
"I know I'm a fool for even considering this, but I’ll agree to work for you provided that we keep it strictly professional. I know we can never undo what happened between us, but I’m willing to put that aside if you are. I agree, you’re not the man for me, and I’m okay with that. I’ll give you three months. After that, if it’s not working out, I'll walk away and forget all about you."
He brought a hand to my face and stroked a finger over my cheek, and God help me but I couldn’t help leaning into his touch. I knew I was playing with fire by being here, but I couldn't bring myself to walk away. I was drawn to him like a moth to a flame, but where the moth is smart enough to not get too close, I was throwing myself smack dab in the middle of the fire. I wasn't afraid of getting burned, he’d already branded me and probably didn’t even know it. I was more afraid of finding out that the fire I'd felt for him, and held onto for two years, was now nothing more than a flicker that never should have ignited in the first place.
CHAPTER FIVE
"Great, it’s settled then. You can move in tonight. I’ll send some guys over to help with your things if you’d like. Until then, I ’ m hungry.
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