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bust my butt around here and have never been given any praise, much less a thank-you. You have no idea what I do.”
“Things that I don’t agree with,” he interjected.
“I won’t let this resort go belly-up. You seem to not care about it, but I do.”
Slamming the phone down, Samantha gained aslight bit of satisfaction in the fact that her father was still talking. She’d really just about had it. She’d never been treated like a problem employee and she’d certainly never hung up on her boss, but she’d never worked for her father before.
Her hands shook from all the anger pumping through her. She counted to five, then ten, and even when she got to twenty, she was still enraged.
How dare he speak to her as if she were a child? He didn’t take the time to discipline her when she’d been young, why would he start now?
Sam shoved back from her desk and stood. She needed to take a walk, cool off and then resume her duties that would continue to go unappreciated.
She flung open her door and slammed directly into a wall of solid muscle and sexy man.
“Whoa.” Brady grabbed hold of her arms. “What’s the hurry?”
She stared up at him. “What are you doing back?”
His soft chuckle penetrated the wall of anger she’d erected. “I told you I’d be back.”
“But you only left three days ago. You said a week.”
He shrugged. “I got done earlier than expected. Besides, I missed you.”
Those three simple words melted her, made her knees weaken.
How could he have known just what she needed and how on earth did he know she was having a really, really bad day? For anyone else, she would’ve made an excuse to be alone but with Brady, well, she wanted his company.
She reached up, wrapped her fingers around his wrists. “Can we talk?”
“Of course.”
With his hold still on her arms, he backed her into her office, shut the door with his foot and captured her mouth.
On a sigh, she molded into him. Like a starving woman, she took everything he offered as she slid her hands up his arms and curled her fingers around his strong, muscular shoulders. His wide hands slid around her waist and drew her closer…as if she’d go anywhere now. She tasted his need, his desire and she was almost certain he could taste hers, as well.
Heat pooled between her legs, her nipples pressed achingly against her silky bra. The need for this man gave her no choice but to respond to his arousing kiss.
If this man could make her damp with just a kiss, what would he do to her in bed?
Nine
B rady didn’t relinquish his hold as he eased his mouth from hers. “I’ve been thinking about that for days. I knew you’d be worth the wait.”
Confused, stunned and incredibly turned on, Sam opened her eyes and peered up at him. “I don’t think we should be doing this.”
“Why not?” His brows drew together.
Good question. She had to push aside her desire and longing to recall the excuse she’d rehearsed in her head.
“Because I don’t move this fast,” she said through her thick voice. “Not that I’m not incrediblyattracted to you, but getting a quickie in my office isn’t my idea of romantic or professional.”
He studied her face, his thumbs still caressing her neck. “I appreciate your honesty, so I’ll be truthful, as well. I want to lay you down on that desk and make you scream. Romantic or not, that’s my fantasy.”
Her nipples tightened at the erotic image. “Brady.” She placed her hands on his hard chest, his pecs fitting perfectly in her palms. “Think about this. If we have sex—”
“ When we have sex…”
Rolling her eyes, she laughed. “Let’s just enjoy each other while you’re here on business. If we get to know each other, and things progress at a natural, slower pace, that’s fine. No expectations. Okay?”
His chocolate eyes turned serious. “Fair enough. But I should warn you, I won’t stop trying to fulfill my fantasy.”
God, when he spoke in that low, seductive
“Things that I don’t agree with,” he interjected.
“I won’t let this resort go belly-up. You seem to not care about it, but I do.”
Slamming the phone down, Samantha gained aslight bit of satisfaction in the fact that her father was still talking. She’d really just about had it. She’d never been treated like a problem employee and she’d certainly never hung up on her boss, but she’d never worked for her father before.
Her hands shook from all the anger pumping through her. She counted to five, then ten, and even when she got to twenty, she was still enraged.
How dare he speak to her as if she were a child? He didn’t take the time to discipline her when she’d been young, why would he start now?
Sam shoved back from her desk and stood. She needed to take a walk, cool off and then resume her duties that would continue to go unappreciated.
She flung open her door and slammed directly into a wall of solid muscle and sexy man.
“Whoa.” Brady grabbed hold of her arms. “What’s the hurry?”
She stared up at him. “What are you doing back?”
His soft chuckle penetrated the wall of anger she’d erected. “I told you I’d be back.”
“But you only left three days ago. You said a week.”
He shrugged. “I got done earlier than expected. Besides, I missed you.”
Those three simple words melted her, made her knees weaken.
How could he have known just what she needed and how on earth did he know she was having a really, really bad day? For anyone else, she would’ve made an excuse to be alone but with Brady, well, she wanted his company.
She reached up, wrapped her fingers around his wrists. “Can we talk?”
“Of course.”
With his hold still on her arms, he backed her into her office, shut the door with his foot and captured her mouth.
On a sigh, she molded into him. Like a starving woman, she took everything he offered as she slid her hands up his arms and curled her fingers around his strong, muscular shoulders. His wide hands slid around her waist and drew her closer…as if she’d go anywhere now. She tasted his need, his desire and she was almost certain he could taste hers, as well.
Heat pooled between her legs, her nipples pressed achingly against her silky bra. The need for this man gave her no choice but to respond to his arousing kiss.
If this man could make her damp with just a kiss, what would he do to her in bed?
Nine
B rady didn’t relinquish his hold as he eased his mouth from hers. “I’ve been thinking about that for days. I knew you’d be worth the wait.”
Confused, stunned and incredibly turned on, Sam opened her eyes and peered up at him. “I don’t think we should be doing this.”
“Why not?” His brows drew together.
Good question. She had to push aside her desire and longing to recall the excuse she’d rehearsed in her head.
“Because I don’t move this fast,” she said through her thick voice. “Not that I’m not incrediblyattracted to you, but getting a quickie in my office isn’t my idea of romantic or professional.”
He studied her face, his thumbs still caressing her neck. “I appreciate your honesty, so I’ll be truthful, as well. I want to lay you down on that desk and make you scream. Romantic or not, that’s my fantasy.”
Her nipples tightened at the erotic image. “Brady.” She placed her hands on his hard chest, his pecs fitting perfectly in her palms. “Think about this. If we have sex—”
“ When we have sex…”
Rolling her eyes, she laughed. “Let’s just enjoy each other while you’re here on business. If we get to know each other, and things progress at a natural, slower pace, that’s fine. No expectations. Okay?”
His chocolate eyes turned serious. “Fair enough. But I should warn you, I won’t stop trying to fulfill my fantasy.”
God, when he spoke in that low, seductive
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