my presence. Although she had wished for a bit more interaction, seeing him naked was far beyond her expectations. You never put this on the list, Nancy. That was a lot more than a person in a temp position could have imagined. What the hell was he doing running around naked with the door open in the first place? Her cheeks flushed from want and turned to anger. Had he planned this? Did he want her to see him? Was he thinking he was so damn hot she wouldn’t be able to resist him and would go running into his arms, begging him to make love to her? He was wrong. It’s tempting, very tempting, but I’m not going to be your play toy, Brice. You made it clear I wasn’t what you wanted then, and I don’t want you now.
Even as she thought the words, her body defied her. How could I still be so attracted to him when he hurt me as callously as he did? Thankfully she’d had the strength not to let a moment of lust take control of her, and she’d been able to walk away. Barely. If he had been closer, had touched me or kissed me, I would have been lost. Damn you, Brice. I am no child and far from an innocent. Being sexually attracted to a man was a normal healthy response. Just not this man.
It was too late. Her initial fears when she saw Brice was her boss had come true. No matter how little they saw each other, the chemistry, when they were close to each other, was still there. At least for me. He had been right when he’d said no, he wasn’t doing this. Why had she been so confident that she could? Because I thought I was long over him. She was mistaken. Something within her didn’t hate him as much as she pretended. Do I quit now? What will that accomplish? I need the money for Nicholas and me. There wasn’t an easy answer or at least not one that didn’t have consequences. No, quitting wasn’t going to resolve anything. It was too late; she’d already seen him naked. What worse could happen? There was no way she would ever get involved with him intimately again so leaving now would only hurt her financially. I’m a grown woman. I can handle this.
Pushing her chair from her desk, she went to make Brice another cup of coffee. This time, she didn’t take it to him to leave it on his desk. She placed it on the corner of hers with hopes he would grab it on his way to the lab. Maybe she would get lucky, and he would be running rushing to get to the lab like every other day and not stop to greet her. Never would she have wished to be ignored before.
Lena turned on her computer, and then it hit her. Well, that didn’t go as planned. So much for trying to impress him and come in a few minutes early . That’s never happening again. Everything here is only temporary.
It may be bitching cold outside, but fuck, it is hotter than hell in here. It was going to take a lot more than a cool shower to remove the need to bury himself deep inside her. You don’t have time for this shit right now. Brice finished buttoning his shirt and slipped on his jacket. He knew he should talk to her about what happened earlier, but that was a conversation he wanted to have outside the office. A place where they could express themselves any way they chose. I’d much rather show her, than tell her anyway.
He expected to see her at her desk when he left his office. Unfortunately, there was only a new cup of coffee. It wasn’t like her not to be there. Maybe she was avoiding him. That might be the wisest choice for both of us.
Grabbing the cup, he headed to the lab. It was the one place where he couldn’t afford or accept any distractions.
Once the doors opened and he sat down at the computer, he was all business. It was like flipping a switch and shutting off the rest of the world, something not many people could do. Whether that was a positive thing or not, it worked for him with the type of work he was doing. Lack of concentration could end in serious injury or worse, death. And not just for him. He may be testing this compound in small