need to skirt around things
with the secretary. That soft little kiss had lingered in his mind all this
time.
“All set to make your preliminary proposal?”
Her voice, as always, was low and musical and made his nerve
endings twitch.
“We’re set for next Monday,” he told her.
“I’m looking forward to it. If all goes well maybe we can
celebrate with a drink.”
“Actually, I was thinking more about dinner. Does that fit
into your schedule?”
He heard her clicking through her computer calendar. “Yes.
And if it didn’t, I’d make it fit.”
“Business dinner, right?” he teased.
“Absolutely,” she agreed.
But he couldn’t deny the bubble of anticipation growing
inside him when he hung up. He had a feeling this was going to be the start
of…something. He just wasn’t sure what.
* * * * *
Livy replaced the phone in her office but sat there with her
hand on it, a million thoughts running through her mind. She was still
unsettled from the so-called coffee dates they’d had over the past few weeks,
disguised as brief business meetings. Alex McMann threw her off her game. She’d
become so expert at reading people, at analyzing them for Frank, at giving him
the tools to either write off the person or work out the best deal. But this
time she wasn’t able to give him a clear picture.
She was afraid her own personal reaction was the reason, the
funny little feeling that hopped into her stomach the day they met and kept
rolling around unsettled her. Maybe it was envy for the family life that was so
much a part of him, and for his closeness with his brothers. Or sadness for
poor little Olivia who’d never had that kind of life. She was so afraid she was
letting him pierce her thick armor that shielded her from the world of
emotions. He unsettled her and she had to force herself to keep the focus on
business. He was always so open and friendly and she knew sometimes she was a
real bitch. If there just wasn’t this electrical connection sizzling between
them. She hated it, but fear kept pushing up that nasty side of her.
Quietly she’d done some checking in the industry and she’d
had Jo scrounge whatever she could find on the Internet. Oh sure, Josh McMann
had been a player but he hadn’t left a scandal-strewn past behind when he met
and married Vanessa Bowen. Not like Livy’s father had, at any rate. Alex and
Tyler appeared to be no more than normal, red-blooded men who used good sense
even in their social lives.
Her lips still tingled from their too-brief kiss and set her
mind plunging into areas it shouldn’t go. Suddenly when she fell asleep at
night she was plunged into erotic dreams, visions of a naked Alex tempting her.
Beckoning to her. Doing all manner of erotic things to her. She never had dreams like that. Ever.
One of them had been especially graphic and she hadn’t been
able to get it out of her mind.
“I’ve dreamed about getting you naked since the day I met
you.”
Alex’s husky voice sent shivers down Livy’s spine,
rolling over her like a warm caress. He’d peeled off her clothing one piece at
a time. Kissing every inch of skin as he exposed it. His palms cupped her
breasts, rasping lightly over the hard, tightened buds. Shards of heat shot
straight to her soaked cunt, the inner muscles spasming.
“I want you naked too,” she whispered.
But then she couldn’t say anything because his mouth
captured hers in a searing kiss, his tongue thrusting deep into her mouth, a
dancing flame scorching every place it touched. Livy pressed herself against
him, the rough fabric of his clothing deliciously abrading her sensitive skin.
The thick length of his cock pushed at her through the placket of his fly. She couldn’t
wait to feel it inside her, so swollen and hard.
“I have other things to take care of first,” he murmured
when he lifted his head.
Easing her down to the edge of the bed he spread her
knees wide and knelt on the carpet. His breath was warm on her flesh as