of his voice was something
she recalled too well. It slapped her back into reality. Reminding her that sex
for him wasn’t nearly as much of an event as it was to her. It would be
blistering hot but there wouldn’t be anything else.
She needed more.
“Thank you for being Wish Bear today, Mr. Webb. I hope your
girlfriend enjoys the bear.”
That wasn’t the right thing to say. Roslyn watched his face
flush with frustration as his knuckles turned white around the edges of the
box. His eyes flashed a warning at her before he drew a stiff breath.
“Let’s get one thing clear, Roslyn. I wouldn’t have kissed
you if I had a girlfriend.” The box went sailing onto another table as he
captured her wrist and pulled her back into his embrace. “And my name is
Granger. I’m going to enjoy listening to it on your lips.”
“You don’t have a girlfriend?” Her question sounded stupid,
even desperate, but it sailed out of her mouth before her common sense filtered
it. She just couldn’t picture a man like him without a trim blonde keeping him
happy. He cupped her bottom, pressing her against him from breast to knees, and
there was no missing the hard erection hiding behind his fly. She shivered as
her clit throbbed with need. Sex had never been very important in her life, but
right then, it felt like a necessity.
His lips curled back to show her his teeth. Mere inches from
her face, he whispered his next words as his hand cupped her bottom again.
“No, I don’t.” He smoothed his hand over her bottom,
watching her expression as he did it. “I might be a hard-ass in the boardroom
but I’m not a cheat.”
“Oh good.” She bit her lip as the response slipped past her
better judgment. His eyes flickered with appreciation for a moment as his lips
settled into a relaxed grin.
“It’s Valentine’s Day.” His eyes narrowed as he spoke. “Do
you have plans?”
“Um…well…” She squirmed, but he didn’t release her. A neat
row of teeth flashed at her as she chewed on her lip instead of admitting that
she was dateless on the lovers’ holiday. “I don’t have a lot of free time to
devote to dating.”
“You’ve built an impressive business with that devotion, one
that looks amazing on a spreadsheet.”
“Really?” She beamed. There was no hiding it and she
couldn’t stop, even if some might label it pathetic.
He stroked her back. The touch slow and tender. Hinting at a
side of him she really wanted to get to know. Something buried beneath his
business tycoon exterior.
“I’m giving this bear to a very important lady tonight. We
spend every Valentine’s Day together. I’ll be back to pick you up at seven,
wear something pretty, honey.”
“But I didn’t agree to go out with you.”
She might as well have saved her breath. Granger had spun
her loose and picked up his bear before she got the first word past her frozen
lips. He was halfway across the warehouse before she finished her sentence. He
turned in the doorway and aimed his sharp gaze at her.
“Fine with me. We’ll stay in tonight. Sounds delightful.”
His teeth flashed through a grin at her. “Wear something lacy.”
“Seven sounds great.”
He chuckled at her and flashed her a boyish look. “I had fun
today. Thank you.”
Her jaw dropped an inch as his gratitude echoed in her ears.
It was pure temptation, thinking that he liked coming along with her. Sure, she
dreamed of finding someone that might share her love of giving to the
community, but she really wasn’t expecting reality to deliver a hunk like
Granger. The guy wore designer casual clothing and his sunglasses were worth
more than her jeans. Casting a look around her warehouse with its rough edges,
she shook her head at the contrast.
But that didn’t stop the flood of excitement racing through
her.
All right, she was jumping to conclusions. Hearing more in
his “thank you” than there likely was.
But she still felt a warm glow for the rest of the
afternoon.