her. Even when he was rough,
even when he was pinning her hands above her head and talking dirty into her
ear, there was a tenderness in his touch that hadn’t been there before.
Not half an hour ago she had been under
him, loving the contrast of the soft mattress below her and his hard body above
her as he moved in and out of her. He had been so sweet, so loving and careful
with her that she’d had her strongest orgasm yet. He had made her look at him
as he brought her closer and closer to the brink and she hadn’t been able to
look away from the warmth radiating from his eyes even when she was coming
wildly beneath him.
Good God, what was happening between them?
She wrenched open the silverware drawer and
began to throw the cutlery into it. She jumped when Jason wrapped his arms
around her waist and squeezed affectionately.
“What did the spoons do to piss you off?”
He asked.
She didn’t laugh and he turned her around,
staring anxiously at her. “Hey, what’s wrong?”
“Jason, what are we doing?”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean this. What’s happening between
us? What happens tomorrow when we go back to the office?”
“Well, my plan is to do my work and try not
to think about how you look bent over my desk with your ass in the air.” He
teased.
“Jason.” She refused to let him lighten
the mood.
He sighed and stepped away from her, raking
his hand through his hair. “You’re thinking too much again Lucy. Can’t we
just enjoy our time together and not worry about being caught by our
coworkers?”
She shook her head. “I can’t do that
Jason. What kind of relationship could we possibly have? Always sneaking to
each other’s places; never being able to go out to a movie or to dinner without
worrying that we might run into someone from the office. What kind of
relationship is that?”
“We don’t have to sneak around Lucy. I
told you before that there’s no firm rule about dating in the office.”
She sighed. “And I told you that I’m not
interested in being known as the girl who’s banging the boss.”
“Is that all this is to you? Just sex?”
He asked.
She hesitated and he swore softly.
“Jason, please. You know I can’t - “
“I love you Lucy.” He interrupted her.
Her mouth fell open and she stared at him
in shock. “No, you don’t.”
“Yes, I do.” He said firmly.
“Jason, you’re not in love with me. People
don’t just fall in love after a few weeks. We’re great in bed together but
that doesn’t mean it’s love.”
“I know. But I am in love with you. I want
to be with you Luce, and if that means I have to quit my job I will.” He
smiled sweetly at her.
She gave him a look of horror. “Jason, you
cannot quit your job for me.”
He laughed and pulled her against him. “I
can do whatever I want. You’re not the boss of me.”
She didn’t laugh and he stroked her cheek
gently. “I love you Lucy Reid. And I know you love me.”
She looked down at his chest and he put his
fingers under her chin and tipped her head up. Her dark eyes were swimming
with tears and as one slipped down her cheek, she cleared her throat softly.
“I don’t love you Jason.” She lied.
The look of hurt on his face nearly
destroyed her. He stepped away from her as the hurt was replaced by a look of
careful neutrality.
“I guess I was mistaken.” He said softly.
“I’m sorry.” She whispered.
“You’re sorry.” He laughed bitterly.
“Yeah, me too.”
She followed him into the bedroom, watching
as he packed his bag, but unable to think of a single thing to say.
He started to leave the room and she called
his name in a strangled voice.
He stopped and turned towards her. She
wilted at the coldness in his eyes and face. “Yes?”
“I – I really am sorry.”
“I’ll see you at work tomorrow Ms. Reid.”
He left her bedroom and when she heard the
front door of