read
them if you want to send your ideas by mail. Just put your name in bold black print on
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the back of the envelope and I’ll tell my secretary to bring it to me as soon as it comes in. It will get my full attention.”
Jessie stood. “I don’t want to leave. You’re so stressed out.” She peered down at
him. “You work more than anyone I’ve ever met. My father is a workaholic but you
make him pale in comparison. Don’t worry about dinner or the calls. Do you know
what you need?”
He shook his head but curiosity sparked his pretty eyes. Jessie hesitated. Oh hell,
who cares if it is unprofessional? He’s stressed out, I want to help him and I’m doing it. It’s such a bad, horrible idea but screw it.
“You need a massage.”
His eyebrows lifted. “What?”
His baffled expression was adorable and drew a chuckle from her as she repeated
her words. “You need a massage. I can rub your shoulders if you have some lotion
around here. I used to do it for my father when he got stressed out. It made him feel
better and it will feel nice on top of it.”
Justice swallowed hard. “There’s some in the bathroom. All the rooms come with
those things.”
“That way?” She pointed at the hallway.
“Yes.”
“I’ll go. You relax. Put both of your feet up, get comfortable and don’t you dare
touch that phone. Let it ring.”
Jessie realized she’d lost her mind. Justice could order her boss to fire her ass and
Tim would. Justice was the leader of the NSO and she planned to rub the tension out of
his thick, broad shoulders. Oh hell , she thought as she looked around the bedroom and walked into the bathroom. Justice was a stress case and he needed to unwind. A
massage would do him a world of good. She located the lotion and returned to the
living room.
Justice had followed her orders by resting his big feet on top of the coffee table.
Jessie smiled as she bent, took off her own shoes and met his unsure gaze. He watched
her cautiously as if he had no idea what she’d do. She fought back a laugh over his
bewilderment. She figured he was probably wondering if she was insane or not.
“I’m going to climb on the back of the couch and sit behind you. Can you take off
your shirt?”
He only hesitated for a second before reaching for his waist, leaned forward a little
and tugged the tank top higher up his chest to reveal those amazing muscles on his flat
stomach again. Jessie stepped onto the couch, sat behind him and planted her feet next
to his hips. She flipped open the lotion cap, studying his massive shoulders,
understanding how much responsibility rested on them. They were impressive enough
that she guessed he was the one man who could handle being the face of Species before
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His hair fell in the way and she set the lotion down and reached to her ponytail,
pulling out the thong holding it in place. Her fingers dangled it out in front of Justice’s face.
“Could you put your hair up on the top of your head to get it out of the way,
please?”
He hesitated before accepting it, pulled all his hair up on top and secured the
strands. She figured she’d laugh if she saw him from the front. She concentrated on his
tempting back instead, longed to touch him and poured lotion into one palm. She set
the bottle down and warmed the creamy substance between her hands.
“The trick to relaxing is closing your eyes and letting everything go.” She spread
the lotion over his shoulders, her fingers gripping the muscle. The tension in him
couldn’t be denied. His shoulders felt like stone under her fingers and palms. She let
her hands glide over his heated skin until the lotion coated the area she intended to
massage. “Do you think you can do that?”
“I’ll try.” His voice came out deep and raspy.
“Good. You just close your eyes and relax.”
Jessie dug her fingers into tense muscle. She used her palms to push into his skin