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tombstone into the dark, deep, cold water below. The splash sounded like the shattering of glass.
    Tyler stood watching until the red car had sunk completely into the dark, cold depths.
    Then he turned around and walked back along the road.
    Back to the woman he loved.
     
    Chapter Six
    Kirsty’s heart leapt when she saw Tyler walking up the driveway. To be more accurate, he was limping slightly and his dark sweater was torn along the side, revealing torn flesh beneath. His jeans were also torn in places and blood stained the ragged holes.
    She ran to him, suddenly crying from both relief and worry. ‘Tyler!’
    He waved weakly to her and continued on up the driveway as she ran toward him.
    ‘What happened?’ she said as she reached him. She put her arms around him and he returned the embrace, holding her tightly.
    ‘I finished the car,’ he said.
    ‘Come on, let’s get you into the house. There must be a first aid kit in there somewhere.’
    ‘Then I want to leave,’ he said. ‘We can drive up to Scotland, find a quiet hotel somewhere.’
    ‘Sounds good to me.’
    ‘Kirsty,’ he said, looking into her eyes.
    ‘Yes?’
    ‘I love you.’
    ‘I love you too, Tyler.’
    * * *
    One Month Later:
    Ruth Masterson smoothed down her tweed skirt, picked up a tray containing a tea pot full of tea, two cups and saucers and a little jug of milk and a packet of biscuits and entered Tyler Blake’s office. He stood by the window, looking smart, handsome and sexy in his dark suit as he looked out over London. Ruth had liked Tyler from the moment he had taken over as head of Inception Publishing but since his month’s holiday, she liked him even more. He seemed more relaxed.
    ‘Just leave them on the desk thanks, Ruth,’ he said.
    She put the tray down and said, ‘Anything else, Sir?’
    ‘Just let me know when my two o clock is here, please.’
    ‘Of course.’ She left the office and sat at her desk outside his door. The elevator dinged open at the end of the corridor and Kirsty Moore stepped out, looking pretty in a white suit jacket and pencil skirt. There was something different about Kirsty that went beyond her new clothes but Ruth couldn’t quite put a finger on it. The Romance author seemed more confident than she used to be. And happier.
    Ruth pressed the button on her desk that called Mr Blake’s intercom. ‘Your two o clock is here, Sir.’
    ‘Send her in, Ruth.’
    ‘Go right in,’ Ruth told Kirsty. ‘There’s tea and biscuits.’
    ‘Thanks, Ruth,’ Kirsty said, opening the door to Tyler’s office.
    Ruth Masterson shook her head and smiled. What had gotten into those two? They were like two different people. She shrugged and went about her work.
    * * *
    The tray of tea and biscuits vibrated each time Tyler thrust into Kirsty’s pussy. She was bent over the desk, her pencil skirt up around her hips and her white panties down around her ankles. Tyler stood behind her, his trousers down around his knees as he drove himself home with strong thrusts. Kirsty’s bare bottom shook and slapped against his groin as he pushed his thick length inside her tight heat. Kirsty had been waiting for this since travelling down from Nottingham to deliver the manuscript of her second Red Rose Bound book. He felt incredible inside her, like he belonged in there. She tried to keep quiet, remembering that Ruth Masterson was sat just beyond the door, but she couldn’t hold back every moan of pleasure that the invasion of his cock made her want to sound out, giving voice to the mounting bliss within her.
    She knew he was making an effort to be quiet, making little grunts of pleasure each time he entered her. Staying quiet like this made Kirsty feel as if she were a naughty teenager. The fact that she was still wearing her clothes but her skirt was hiked up around her hips and her panties were down around her ankles added to that illusion.
    Tyler’s thrusts became erratic and she knew he was about to come. He gripped her