opened the door to his office and walked through the archway. Lacey squinted momentarily as her eyes adjusted to the light in the office. He walked to the sofa and gently laid her on it. He passed her clothing to her.
"Well if it's nothing then I can just hang out with friends until you are free. If you're busy the rest of the evening, that's not a problem. Not a big deal, really," Lacey shrugged as she quickly began to get dressed.
Why was she pushing this? Nigel could hear her heart beating rapidly within her chest.
She was anxious or scared. She pretended to be nonchalant about the whole ordeal, but if she really was so unconcerned why the anxiety? She was lying. She had to be. She wanted to be around to find out what was going on. The question was, why?
"I think it would be best if your friends are taken home as well. I'll give the girls the company limo to take you all to your respective homes." He sat down on the ottoman, directly in front of her as she buttoned her shirt over the breasts he loved. He wished he d had more time with her tonight. The taste of her in his mouth lingered. His cock twitched in his pants, as he ran his tongue over his lips.
Lacey finished with her blouse and looked him straight in the eye. Her emerald eyes looked deeply into his, as if she was trying to read him. She finally heaved a loud sigh.
"Fine. Have it your way," she spat, standing up.
Whoa. Wait. What! What just happened here? She seemed angry. At him ? What had he done? Surely she didn't think he was intentionally trying to ditch her? How could he have known Travis would need him? Nigel placed a hand on her arm, stopping her from getting up fully from the sofa. He urged her back down and she reluctantly obliged, while eyeing him suspiciously.
Nigel sighed. Women!
"Look Lacey." He took her hands in his; bringing them up to his mouth he flipped them over and kissed their palms, his lips grazing the sweet, warm flesh. "I wish I could spend the rest of the night with you. I just can't. I have matters to attend to. But I want to see you again. I can leave instructions with the doorman to let you and your friends in tomorrow night if you wish. We can pick up where we left off, or simply spend the evening together, getting to know each other better."
She opened her mouth to speak, but snapped it shut again without saying a word. The fire in her eyes seemed to soften slightly, but only slightly.
"Or," he continued, "If you'd rather not return to the club, perhaps we could have dinner the first of the week? I know an amazing little Italian place in the upper west side of Manhattan. It's delicious, truly it is."
Lacey nodded. "Alright. I'm sure the girls would love to come back tomorrow," she paused as a smile spread over her lips; lips still red and swollen from his demanding kisses, "but I would also like to take you up on the dinner invitation."
Relief washed over him. Good. He could get her out of here and out of harm s way, if the potential threat was still hanging around. Even if it wasn't, having her here would be a distraction and the last thing he needed was her lingering around and seeing something she shouldn't.
Nigel cupped the side of her face with his hand, carassing her cheek with his thumb. He noticed a line of faint freckles trailing over the bridge of her nose. They were adorable.
She was adorable. The desire to protect her came to the forefront of his mind. He leaned over and kissed those cute freckles on the bridge of her nose, then captured her lips. She surrendered to him, deepening the kiss, a soft moan erupting from her.
The sound of someone loudly clearing their throat had Nigel snap back upright and focus his attention on Travis leaning against the office door casing.
"I hate to interrupt, but the car is ready." Travis said. Trinity stepped up from behind him and into the room.
Trinity smiled sweetly and motioned for Lacey to follow her out of the room. "Let's go find your friends."
Nigel stood,