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"My client recouests," he spoke in a knowing tone, as if he could read her ht about his with her, at least ten tietables while her mind wandered She realized, as she stood there, that she’d never had aso simple as to prepare ashe didn’t recognize, and the scents were drifting around the with someone else She had to remind herself this was strictly business, not a date, before she got too coo relax in the living room if you’d like I can finish this," she offered She didn’t want hi too comfortable with their domestic roles
"Nope, I’m known for et ruined," he said with another of his signature grins
"Suit yourself," she told him as if it didn’t matter one way or the other As they prepared dinner in the sainst her no raze hers one minute, then he’d reach into a cupboard above her, his chest sliding along her back By the ti the meal she’d be reduced to a pile of ashes
"You seem awfully nervous Haven’t you ever cooked a meal with a date before?" he asked
"This isn’t a date - we’re only here for work Technically, on this trip you’re s like that doesn’t help me to feel more comfortable," she scolded him She needed to remind both him and her of that fact
Her little speech wiped the cocky grin froly not happy about her pointing out the facts to him
"Sorry, I didn’t need to snap like that, it’s just that we’re in this cabin, and I’ht with him - she just wanted to create so on the counter and de he take her Why couldn’t she just be like Darcy Underuy that asked? She was thinking that at least the girl got some pleasure, even if everyone called her a slut
She could see he accepted her apology when his sexy s her forever disobedient hair out of her face His fingers lingered, as they often did when he perfor her in his ary He didn’t want to fight with her, either He was sick of fighting with her and himself He decided he needed to end the torture for both of the him, and technically for this trip he was her boss, but he couldn’t seem to think anymore when she was around He never had office affairs, never slept with an e the battle to resist her
He found he enjoyed her company, he liked how she wasn’t afraid to stand up to hi out all the stops to seduce hi just the opposite, hiding her body beneath the unflattering paja to appear sexy
She’d be disappointed to know none of it orking She looked far sexier to hierie She just had a natural sex appeal that wouldn’t stop calling to hiht it He felt the tightening in his pants, and turned frolass of wine?" he asked She nodded her head, yes He was sure she was thinking the same as him - maybe a little drink would help calm the nerves He sure hoped so, or he wouldn’t make it past dinner
They both went back to their tasks, but it wasn’t long when he felt the need to be close to her again He gave up all pretenses of keeping away
"M over her and peering into the bowl It’s just a salad, not a gourth of his body into her backside, and she tensed His breath brushed against her neck,hi the skin his breath had just moistened
You need to caluy, she silently commanded She took a few deep breaths and rip She set the table, and sat down, creating a barrier between theht the steaks and potatoes and their conversation stilled for a ry as she’d been earlier, her sto down She rinned She was thinking Kinsey would get a real kick out of the situation
"What’s so funny?" he asked
"I was thinking about my best friend She’ll be home in a month and I can hardly wait," she told him honestly
"Youtime?"