across her beautiful features made him realize that perhaps
he was a bit too harsh. But what else could he do? Tell her that he too had
visions of them locked in a passionate embrace? And ruin his reputation, his
future, his business? Risk another potential law suit? No way in hell. That was
for damned sure!
But if he did the right thing then why in God’s name did he
feel like hell? Why did he feel as if his own insides were ripping apart? A war
was waging between his inner bad boy side and his corporate professional side.
Because what he truly wished he had. What he really wanted was really inches
away from him sitting in his office and he couldn’t or shouldn’t have her.
“Very well then, let’s get down to business, shall we? We
need the Hot Spot Resort gig. I have a great plan I think Brea would go for.”
Alexa fumbled through her files like a bag of bungled nerves but tried to
remain business-like in her presentation. She didn’t need any crap. She was
there for one thing. She could rise above the rejection, the humiliation. Maybe
he was right after all, pretend it never freaking happened.
Just then, Jess stood up pacing as if something bothered
him. It did. And the name of the trouble was sweet Alexa and his attraction to
her. He felt hot all over and really wanted her. His groin pulsated. He’d been
working with her for so long and couldn’t resist the sweet scent of her shampoo
or subtle perfume. Her rounded butt and tiny waist drove him up the wall.
Completely. Was he insane? Was this woman worth a potential lawsuit?
Alexa approached Jess with her agenda but it seemed as if
they both had another agenda. Why was it that her nipples hardened around him
as if pulled by some magnetic attraction?
She had to get a grip on herself. Seriously.
Jess leaned in closer to Alexa. His erection was getting
harder and throbbing. He’d never felt this deeply about a woman who could just
turn him on at the drop of a hat. He’d come close but there wasn’t just
physical sexual attraction with Alexa. The way she carried herself commanded
respect. He admired her caring gentle heart and her savvy business
mind—not just her… What are you doing, Jess? Losing your cool?
He could see the shape of her round nipples through her
dress.
Alexa felt the silky moistness in her lace panties under her
skirt. She could not resist. This was getting harder for her. She wanted to fly
out of the room and never return but that would be a mistake because her heart
was with Jess—all the way. Why was it that the perfect man for her was
always unreachable either emotionally or bureaucratically?
Jess inched closer to her holding her gaze with his sexy
dark eyes. There was an invitation in the smoldering depths of his milk chocolate
colored eyes. Alexa felt as she would melt under the smoothness of his gaze.
For a moment, he seemed to study her intently.
Seconds later, they were inches apart. An electrical current
filled the air between them. She wanted him to touch her, press his full lips
on hers. She wanted him now. The heat of expectancy coursed through her veins.
“Jess,” she whispered in a throaty voice as he continued to
hold her gaze. She held her head back waiting for him to hold her and make love
to her.
His lips got so close to hers almost brushing them with a
tingly sensation. Her inner thighs throbbed for need. Why was he torturing her
with this void—she wanted to feel his lips on hers like yesterday.
Just then as their lips touched, he pulled away, leaving
Alexa dazed and confused, swaying on the spot as if in a trans.
“Did you really mean what you said in your email?” he said
in a low voice.
You’ve got to be kidding. While her womanhood tingled
uncontrollably all he had to say was—did she mean what she said about
him?
She shook her head and tried to come back down to reality.
Was he teasing her?
“Yes.” Before she could stop herself and tell him a lie, it
was too late. The truth spilled