he has no claim to the treasure.”
Rick was strangely intent as he stepped toward her. “Was everything you told him a lie?”
“What?”
“Did you lie about everything?”
Backing up warily, Sam tried to figure out what he was up to. And failed. “What are you doing?”
“Asking you a question.” He crowded her into the wall, pulling the bag off her shoulder and dropping it to the floor. “Did you tell the truth when you said you wanted to be with me? Or was that part of the lie?”
The way he looked at her told her that
now
was the time to come clean.
“It was the truth,” she admitted, staring up at him. “I’ve known about this place for years, but it didn’t do me any good without the key. The moment you showed me this,” she reached inside his shirt for the data chip he wore around his neck, “I knew we had the treasure.”
He caught her hips in his hands and pulled her into him. The fact that he was fully aroused was not lost on her. “I showed you the key in your office the first day we met.”
Sam winced miserably. “I know. I’m a terrible, selfish person. I didn’t mean it to go this far. I was going to bring you here earlier, I swear. Then you tackled me on the table and made every one of my fantasies come true.”
“Your fantasies?”
“Yes.” She chewed nervously on her nail. “And then you said you’d keep making them come true and all of sudden taking you straight to the treasure wasn’t looking so good.”
Rick caught her wrist and tugged her finger out of her mouth. “You’ve been crawling around in dusty tunnels for weeks, Sam.”
“I had to make it look real, right? If I just hung out in your bed and then one day woke up and said ‘
Hey! I found out where the treasure is!
’ you’d know something was up.” Her shoulders slumped. “The truth is I’ve pretty much lied about everything. Except for when you made love to me. I never lied then.”
“Made love,” he repeated softly. His look was so intense it stole her breath.
She blushed and looked away quickly. “Sorry. I meant fuck. Really. A slip of the tongue. No pressure. I know we had a deal—no-strings, no-commitment sex. I’m totally okay with that. I’m—”
“I’m not okay with that.” He caught up her chin and forced her to look at him. “You’re not?”
“Nope.”
“You’re giving me The Look.” She gaped. “Dear goddess, I can’t believe you’re giving me The Look after what I just told you.”
He bent his head and licked her lower lip. “The get-prepared-because-I’m-going-to- make-love-to-you Look?”
“Make love?” she whispered against his mouth, her heart racing.
“I can’t believe all the crazy things you’ve done just to be with me.” Rick pulled her closer and rested his cheek on top of her head. “I’m totally flattered that a woman with your brains would do something so completely off the wall for a guy like me.”
She snorted. “It’s not every day that a gorgeous mercenary walks into my office and offers to spend a month with me. It would have been dumb to blow the chance to hang out with you. I never thought we’d end up lovers. I just thought I could enjoy looking at you awhile.”
The look he gave her when he pulled back was both heated and deeply affectionate. “Let’s get rid of the professor and dig into those toys you brought.” He kissed the tip of her nose and then laughed out loud. “Were you planning a seduction here? On the dirt floor? Not that I mind,” he assured her quickly.
The fact that he didn’t want to jeopardize his chance to play with her made her feel all tingly inside.
“I was planning one last romp with you. I knew when I told you the truth about everything, you’d get really pissed.” She blushed. “I was being selfish again.”
“When it comes to me, you can be as selfish as you want.”
“Really? You’re not mad?”
“You can make it up to me.” He winked at her. “I still have the vid on.” Sam gaped.