sheâd even had a date? Or sex? Sheesh, she couldnât even remember! Her work demanded the majority of her time. She didnât meet many men outside of the office.
Artificial insemination had seemed the perfect answer.
Until sheâd kissed Alex.
Then, foolishly, sheâd wanted forever.
Stop it! It was just a kiss! Donât build it up to be anything more.
She started gathering papers and stuffing them into her briefcase when an idea struck her. Sheâd bring her laptop along. Alex knew she was working on a project for the Baker sisters. Their deadline was looming. Sheâd insist she was too busy to ski. He could ski and sheâd remain in her room.
As far away from Alex as possible.
But even as she picked up her briefcase and started out of her office, she knew the memory of Alexâs kiss would always be there, taunting her, making her wish he cared for her as more than just a friend.
As she pushed the button for the elevator, she heard another door down the hall close. The office was deserted. Sheâd thought everyone had left earlier.
Everyone except Alex. Her heart gave a little jolt when she saw him walking toward her. Taking a deep breath, she forced a smile to her lips. âHi. I thought I was the last one leaving.â
Alex shrugged into his coat as his gaze met Jenniferâs. âI took a call that lasted longer than Iâd planned.â He straightened his collar. âAre you all set for tomorrow?â he asked, still a little concerned she was goingto try to back out. Earlier in the week sheâd suggested he go alone, insisting he didnât need her with him. Alex had put an end to that idea as soon as sheâd come up with it. He was looking forward to skiing, but he had to admit his main motivation for going was to spend some time with Jennifer, learning more about her.
This had been the longest week of his life. Heâd made up his mind to keep his hands off of her, but fate had been dealing him a hard time. Theyâd had meetings scheduled together every day. Now that he knew what it was like to kiss her, all he could think about was making love to her. And if making love came close to the intensity of her kissâ¦
âI havenât packed a thing,â Jennifer confessed. âIâll be up half the night.â
Drawn from his musings, Alex glanced at the briefcase in her hand. âDonât even think about bringing your briefcase with you,â he warned. âThis isnât a working trip.â He wanted her to have a good time. She wouldnât if she thought about work while they were there.
âBut Iââ
âNo buts, Jennifer.â
His warning came with a good-natured wink, but there was no doubt he meant what he said. âAll right,â she replied grudgingly. There went her idea of making it a working date.
âThis is time off,â he reminded her. âFor you and me. Weâre going to relax and enjoy ourselves.â
Only not as much as he wanted. During the week heâd caught himself imagining what it would be like to feel her soft skin beneath his hands, to be inside her when she cried out his name. Each time his thoughts had wandered, heâd had to rein them back in. Still, hecouldnât see the harm in a stolen kiss or two. His gaze lowered to her mouth and his body tightened. But what if she accepted his kisses? Wanted more?
The ding of the elevator car arriving jarred him back to reality. Heâd told himself all week he could go through with this date and still keep his hands off of her.
Hell, he was in trouble.
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Jenniferâs doorbell rang at five the next morning. Her pulse raced in anticipation of seeing Alex.
So much for being able to control her attraction to him.
Hurrying to the door, she opened it. Alex stood in front of her, casually dressed in jeans, a shirt and a thick jacket, his dark eyes full of excitement.
âSo youâre not a morning