much for not wanting more of it.
“Well you can be assured, it won’t happen again,” Jessica replied in all seriousness. “My work is my life. I will not jeopardize your launch, so let’s keep our relationship strictly above the table—not on it. If you want me on the account, that’s the way it has to be. There will be no more escapades.”
He had to agree. While she’d been the first woman to grab his undivided attention in such a long time, it was for the best. He didn’t need any complications.
“Why don’t we change the subject?” Jessica suggested. “Let’s discuss next week’s Melbourne PR trip in more detail.” She leaned back against the seat and folded her arms. “Zoe and Brooke have booked all the accommodation and flights and I’ll have the week’s schedule of TV, print and radio interviews ready on Friday afternoon.”
As he listened to her from across the table he only had one subject on his mind, and it had nothing to do with work. He wanted to crawl over the tabletop and have his way with her, feel her underneath him again. What had she done to him?
But no. He’d respect her wishes. Somehow he’d get himself under control so they could continue to work together.
“Please be assured that I’m happy to work in with whatever you’ve organized on such short notice,” said Nate. “So, now let’s put our little encounter behind us and look forward to the next few months. Can I buy you a drink as a means to a new start?”
“Alcohol and us is a bad combination. So unless there’s anything else you need to discuss, I think we’re done.” Jessica wiped the corners of her mouth on her napkin and grabbed her handbag. “I have a huge hotel launch and promotions campaign to work on before my client kicks my ass.”
* * *
Jessica was beyond frazzled when she returned to her office. She pulled at the collar on her knit top; it felt uncomfortably tight and hot. Nate’s admission that the sex they’d had was phenomenal had set her pulse racing at lightning speed. In fact, his whole presence excited her. His velvet voice. His charisma. His kiss had sparked a long-dormant flame back to life.
Nate, however, was only in the country for a few months and then he’d be gone. She couldn’t risk her work or her heart for him. Her mind wandered back to last Thursday evening. Their crazy, hot sex had been so damn good. Her body temperature started to rise just thinking about it. She closed her eyes and furrowed her eyebrows as she tried to clear her thoughts. She controlled everything in her life—surely she could control herself around Nate Somers.
Goddamn it! Jessica grabbed her handbag and jacket and swept by Zoe’s desk on her way out. “Something urgent has come up. I’ll be back in time for my four o’clock meeting.” Without breaking her stride, she walked out of the office. With Nate on her mind she was not thinking straight.
Jessica clenched her hands tightly around the steering wheel as she pulled into the visitors’ car park at Somers Residential Towers. After a quick check of her lipstick and hair in the rearview mirror, she dashed from the car and into the foyer.
“Nate Somers, please,” Jessica asked Amy, the receptionist at the counter.
“Yes, Ms Mason. He just went up to his apartment. I’ll ring through for him.”
Before Jessica had time to gather her senses, Amy gave her the all clear to head on up.
“Thanks.” She walked over to the elevator and stepped inside. She leaned her head back against the wall as it ascended, closing her eyes in an effort to find some clarity. But there was none. She was out of her mind. What on earth was she doing?
When the elevator doors opened on Nate’s floor, her feet somehow carried her up the hall to his apartment. She hesitated before knocking. The few seconds it took for him to reach the door seemed to drag on endlessly. But then it opened, and his eyes locked on to hers.
He cocked one eyebrow at the sight of her.
“Well you can be assured, it won’t happen again,” Jessica replied in all seriousness. “My work is my life. I will not jeopardize your launch, so let’s keep our relationship strictly above the table—not on it. If you want me on the account, that’s the way it has to be. There will be no more escapades.”
He had to agree. While she’d been the first woman to grab his undivided attention in such a long time, it was for the best. He didn’t need any complications.
“Why don’t we change the subject?” Jessica suggested. “Let’s discuss next week’s Melbourne PR trip in more detail.” She leaned back against the seat and folded her arms. “Zoe and Brooke have booked all the accommodation and flights and I’ll have the week’s schedule of TV, print and radio interviews ready on Friday afternoon.”
As he listened to her from across the table he only had one subject on his mind, and it had nothing to do with work. He wanted to crawl over the tabletop and have his way with her, feel her underneath him again. What had she done to him?
But no. He’d respect her wishes. Somehow he’d get himself under control so they could continue to work together.
“Please be assured that I’m happy to work in with whatever you’ve organized on such short notice,” said Nate. “So, now let’s put our little encounter behind us and look forward to the next few months. Can I buy you a drink as a means to a new start?”
“Alcohol and us is a bad combination. So unless there’s anything else you need to discuss, I think we’re done.” Jessica wiped the corners of her mouth on her napkin and grabbed her handbag. “I have a huge hotel launch and promotions campaign to work on before my client kicks my ass.”
* * *
Jessica was beyond frazzled when she returned to her office. She pulled at the collar on her knit top; it felt uncomfortably tight and hot. Nate’s admission that the sex they’d had was phenomenal had set her pulse racing at lightning speed. In fact, his whole presence excited her. His velvet voice. His charisma. His kiss had sparked a long-dormant flame back to life.
Nate, however, was only in the country for a few months and then he’d be gone. She couldn’t risk her work or her heart for him. Her mind wandered back to last Thursday evening. Their crazy, hot sex had been so damn good. Her body temperature started to rise just thinking about it. She closed her eyes and furrowed her eyebrows as she tried to clear her thoughts. She controlled everything in her life—surely she could control herself around Nate Somers.
Goddamn it! Jessica grabbed her handbag and jacket and swept by Zoe’s desk on her way out. “Something urgent has come up. I’ll be back in time for my four o’clock meeting.” Without breaking her stride, she walked out of the office. With Nate on her mind she was not thinking straight.
Jessica clenched her hands tightly around the steering wheel as she pulled into the visitors’ car park at Somers Residential Towers. After a quick check of her lipstick and hair in the rearview mirror, she dashed from the car and into the foyer.
“Nate Somers, please,” Jessica asked Amy, the receptionist at the counter.
“Yes, Ms Mason. He just went up to his apartment. I’ll ring through for him.”
Before Jessica had time to gather her senses, Amy gave her the all clear to head on up.
“Thanks.” She walked over to the elevator and stepped inside. She leaned her head back against the wall as it ascended, closing her eyes in an effort to find some clarity. But there was none. She was out of her mind. What on earth was she doing?
When the elevator doors opened on Nate’s floor, her feet somehow carried her up the hall to his apartment. She hesitated before knocking. The few seconds it took for him to reach the door seemed to drag on endlessly. But then it opened, and his eyes locked on to hers.
He cocked one eyebrow at the sight of her.
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