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he’d
known was true. This woman made him crazy. Made him want and want
and want beyond explanation.
He didn’t want to ever
let her go again. “Lauren,” he murmured against her mouth. “You
shouldn’t have left me.”
“ I had to,”
Lauren whispered against his lips.
Before she could say
more, he claimed her mouth yet again. He needed just one more rush
of that flavor so uniquely her, yet, he forced himself to draw back
after only a few strokes of his tongue. He tilted her chin up with
his finger, making her meet his gaze. “Why? Why did you have to
leave like you did?”
Her voice held a tiny
little quiver. “It’s hard to explain.”
“ Try.”
Her response was silence.
After several long moments, he brushed his lips over hers. “I want
you,” he told her huskily. “Tell me you want me, too.”
She stiffened,
her hands moving to his waist. “It’s not a question of want, and
you know it. I don’t think you would believe me if I told you I
didn’t want you.” She swallowed hard before continuing. “I can’t.”
Lauren paused. “No. I won’t sleep with my
boss.”
Matt opened his mouth to
protest. Understanding how she felt, he wanted to reassure her
there was no pressure. Yet, he hated for their unique circumstances
to shut down something special. He opened his mouth to say as much
when a knock sounded on the door. He cursed under his breath. Where
in the hell was his secretary? She wasn’t supposed to let anyone by
without announcing them first.
Staring down at Lauren,
he said, “We’ll finish this conversation later.” Then he released
her because he had no choice.
Lauren ran a hand through
her hair, clearly trying to compose herself. “I’ll let whoever it
is in as I go.”
Matt watched her leave
because, again, he had no option. They were at work and this thing
between them was abnormal. Professionalism had to dictate their
actions.
But no way was this
over.
Chapter Nine
Her life was
hell.
That was what rolled
through Lauren’s mind as she entered her apartment that evening.
Finding it dark, she wondered how her mother was doing. Having
moved only a few doors down, her mother seemed happy. But Lauren
missed her. Privacy wasn’t all it was cracked up to be.
Alone was very…well,
alone.
Dropping her purse and
keys on the entrance table, she headed straight to her bedroom. She
flung her shoes off, mumbling as she did. Once she had comfortably
donned a pair of boxers and a t-shirt, she stuffed her feet into
her fluffy blue slippers.
Her next stop was the
kitchen. After a long few moments of staring into the contents of
the refrigerator, she grunted and slammed the door shut.
No way could she eat.
Unless…chocolate. She had a stash. It might make her feel better.
Making a bit more money these past few months had allowed a few
luxuries. Not many but some. Chocolate had been the big one she
loved.
Heading back to the
bedroom she walked to the closet and flipped the light. She had a
small chest inside where she kept her stash. A few moments later,
chocolate in hand, she headed to the bed and flopped down. Remote
in hand, she hit play. It had been months since she’d watched “Red
Hot Secrets” but still she’d taped the episodes. Maybe a several
hour marathon was needed.
Once the first episode
started, she began the consumption of sweet candy bliss. With piece
number six aimed at her mouth the phone rang. She dropped the candy
in the bag. It hadn’t tasted the way it normally would. Not as
sinfully perfect. Nothing felt right. Everything felt
wrong.
Lauren shoved the bag of
chocolate aside, and reached for the phone. “How was the first day
at work?” It was Cat. No hello. Just straight to
conversation.
Lauren sighed. “You’re
never going to believe what happened.”
“ Judging from
your tone, it’s not good.” A pause. “Wait. Tell me that’s not ’Red
Hot Secrets’ I hear in the background. I thought we’d broken that
habit.”
Reaching for the
known was true. This woman made him crazy. Made him want and want
and want beyond explanation.
He didn’t want to ever
let her go again. “Lauren,” he murmured against her mouth. “You
shouldn’t have left me.”
“ I had to,”
Lauren whispered against his lips.
Before she could say
more, he claimed her mouth yet again. He needed just one more rush
of that flavor so uniquely her, yet, he forced himself to draw back
after only a few strokes of his tongue. He tilted her chin up with
his finger, making her meet his gaze. “Why? Why did you have to
leave like you did?”
Her voice held a tiny
little quiver. “It’s hard to explain.”
“ Try.”
Her response was silence.
After several long moments, he brushed his lips over hers. “I want
you,” he told her huskily. “Tell me you want me, too.”
She stiffened,
her hands moving to his waist. “It’s not a question of want, and
you know it. I don’t think you would believe me if I told you I
didn’t want you.” She swallowed hard before continuing. “I can’t.”
Lauren paused. “No. I won’t sleep with my
boss.”
Matt opened his mouth to
protest. Understanding how she felt, he wanted to reassure her
there was no pressure. Yet, he hated for their unique circumstances
to shut down something special. He opened his mouth to say as much
when a knock sounded on the door. He cursed under his breath. Where
in the hell was his secretary? She wasn’t supposed to let anyone by
without announcing them first.
Staring down at Lauren,
he said, “We’ll finish this conversation later.” Then he released
her because he had no choice.
Lauren ran a hand through
her hair, clearly trying to compose herself. “I’ll let whoever it
is in as I go.”
Matt watched her leave
because, again, he had no option. They were at work and this thing
between them was abnormal. Professionalism had to dictate their
actions.
But no way was this
over.
Chapter Nine
Her life was
hell.
That was what rolled
through Lauren’s mind as she entered her apartment that evening.
Finding it dark, she wondered how her mother was doing. Having
moved only a few doors down, her mother seemed happy. But Lauren
missed her. Privacy wasn’t all it was cracked up to be.
Alone was very…well,
alone.
Dropping her purse and
keys on the entrance table, she headed straight to her bedroom. She
flung her shoes off, mumbling as she did. Once she had comfortably
donned a pair of boxers and a t-shirt, she stuffed her feet into
her fluffy blue slippers.
Her next stop was the
kitchen. After a long few moments of staring into the contents of
the refrigerator, she grunted and slammed the door shut.
No way could she eat.
Unless…chocolate. She had a stash. It might make her feel better.
Making a bit more money these past few months had allowed a few
luxuries. Not many but some. Chocolate had been the big one she
loved.
Heading back to the
bedroom she walked to the closet and flipped the light. She had a
small chest inside where she kept her stash. A few moments later,
chocolate in hand, she headed to the bed and flopped down. Remote
in hand, she hit play. It had been months since she’d watched “Red
Hot Secrets” but still she’d taped the episodes. Maybe a several
hour marathon was needed.
Once the first episode
started, she began the consumption of sweet candy bliss. With piece
number six aimed at her mouth the phone rang. She dropped the candy
in the bag. It hadn’t tasted the way it normally would. Not as
sinfully perfect. Nothing felt right. Everything felt
wrong.
Lauren shoved the bag of
chocolate aside, and reached for the phone. “How was the first day
at work?” It was Cat. No hello. Just straight to
conversation.
Lauren sighed. “You’re
never going to believe what happened.”
“ Judging from
your tone, it’s not good.” A pause. “Wait. Tell me that’s not ’Red
Hot Secrets’ I hear in the background. I thought we’d broken that
habit.”
Reaching for the
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