to remember me while he was out chasing European tail. I wanted him to feel…something. And he did. I’m sure he enjoyed it just as much as you did—”
“Somehow I doubt that,” Lennon deadpanned.
“I dunno. But here’s the big question—why the hell did I bother?” Kenzie redirected her gaze to him and held this time. “Was it because I loved him? In my own, pathetic way, sure. The way you love the first guy who fucks you. The guy who says he’s the forever type. The guy you know better than anyone else. But the last time I checked, I’m not a doormat, so why did I turn myself into one for him? Why did I let him get so deep inside my head that I craved his approval so much I’d get naked and fuck myself on camera?” She sighed. “You know what? I’ll lie in the bed I made. Whatever happened in Hunter’s warped mind to think sending my boss a sex tape I made back in college would show me the error of my ways…well, I guess it’s just about what I deserve.”
“Stop it.”
“Why? It’s the truth.”
“Bullshit. Everyone goes nuts in college. It’s sort of the point of college.”
“I bet you didn’t make a sex tape.”
Lennon snickered. “Kenzie, if that tape’s all you have to be ashamed of, you’re a right and true success. I once got hammered and wrapped my boss’s Honda around an oak tree.”
She allowed a small side-mouthed grin. “If it was a Honda, you did him a favor.”
“Strangely he didn’t see it that way.”
“Is that all you have to make me feel better?”
“About what?” Lennon retorted sharply. “You can’t control anyone’s actions but your own. You gave an asshole something private and he exploited it. You can’t say you knew that would happen when you made the tape, can you?”
Kenzie inhaled deeply. “I should have known.”
“Yeah. Shoulda, woulda, coulda. Hindsight’s a fucking bitch. We’ve all been there.”
“Everyone told me he was bad news.”
“Of course they did. Part of the thrill, right? Knowing you shouldn’t but damn the consequences? Honestly, you act like you’re the only human alive who’s ever been in love with the wrong person.” He paused. “You couldn’t control what that bastard would do, any more than you could control me acting like a horny teenager who’d never seen a naked woman before.”
Kenzie licked her lips nervously, doing her best to ignore the sharp intake of breath that resounded from the other side of the elevator at the gesture. “But,” she began slowly, “I am responsible for the way I handled this. With what…just happened.”
Thankfully, he didn’t start laughing again; rather, a small smile toyed with the corners of his mouth. “Can’t say I regret that.”
“I don’t know what came over me.”
“Well, let me know if you feel it creeping back. I can take one for the team.”
Kenzie felt herself grow hot all over again. If she never blushed another day, it would be too soon. “How long have we been here?”
“In the elevator? An hour or so. Why?”
“You’d think, in this day and age, fixing a little power outage would be nothing.”
“Who’s to say it’s a little power outage?” Lennon replied. “I still don’t have signal. Do you?”
She reached into her sweater pocket and procured her mobile. No signal, and a dying battery to boot. “Nope.”
“Could be across the city, then.”
“Seems unlikely.”
Lennon shrugged. “It’s the Midwest. Stranger weather’s been known to happen. My brother lives in Springfield, and he and my sister-in-law went without power for two weeks after last year’s ice storm.”
Kenzie shivered again, rubbing her arms. Great. Now she had the possibility of two weeks trapped in an elevator with her gorgeous former boss. She wasn’t sure whether to feel claustrophobic or turned on.
“Not that I think it’ll be weeks,” Lennon clarified with a short laugh. “People have a way of forgetting how technology works until it craps out on