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since sworn off. Her body
wanted to relive the touch of his mouth, hands and tongue. Two
nights, or mornings, and she was conditioned to go hot and wet at
the sound of his voice, at the sight of him. Her mind might be
saying to let it go, let the experience with him become a memory,
but her body knew what happened next.
    She blew out a breath and then smiled at him,
the picture perfect image of unperturbed and not needy and wanting.
“I thought you'd be off on a plane by now.”
    “ Red eye flight,” he said
and came to stand at her table.
    Nicole shouldn't have motioned for him to sit
down, but what could she do? Send him away when she wanted him
there, right there in her breathing space? This was bad and the
longer they prolonged the goodbye between them it would only get
worse.
    “ You?”
    “ A cab picks me up at nine
tonight,” she said.
    They were doing it again, laying out the
boundaries between them. He watched her as he filed the information
away with a slight lift of his head, a gleam in his eye and
calculating the things they could say or do between now and
then.
    If this wasn't what it was,
she'd have the cojones to ask him out for drinks. To see where things could go,
because she liked him. He made her laugh and come in equal
intensity. They'd shared secrets, because they hadn't thought
Sunday would come and they'd still want to sit across from each
other. It was stupid and a mistake and...
    “ I still have the room,” he
said.
    Nicole wanted to believe she
was conditioned to say yes to the implied question. But what
she wanted was to
go up to the room and have him one last time, and then she'd be
gone like a ghost.
    Her lips pulled into a smile, probably as
wicked as his kisses, and said, “Lucky for you, that's where I want
to be.”
    *****
    They were naked before his ass hit the flat
surface of a linen-covered love seat by the window. Nicole couldn't
say what Chicago looked like in the mid-day sun or how breathtaking
the skyline was when the skyscrapers were lit. She could tell
someone what Sebastian looked like with the mid-day sun slanting
against his chiseled jaw line. How his blue eyes seemed dark as the
night in the twilight hours as he focused on making her speak
nothing but gibberish. The muscles in his tall frame had a purpose
and she knew very well it was to bring her pleasure.
    She straddled his thick thighs. He felt right
between her legs, close to her skin, warm and hard. Nicole sighed
but bit her lip to keep in the words that would sound too much like
she'd miss these moments where she shed the workaholic. A moment
where she wasn't thinking about her clients' needs but her own. And
Sebastian being the man catering to each and every one. Instead, as
she'd been doing for the past few days, she mussed his hair more
than it already was. Honestly he didn't need help looking rakish,
but she liked the feel of the silky ebony strands between her
fingers. He groaned softly, sinking his fingers into her waist.
    “ So tell me what do you want
today?”
    She nipped at his bottom lip in answer. The
nip turned into a suck, and then they were kissing with such
urgency it made her heart ache. It felt like the goodbye neither of
them wanted to speak, and the silent conversation held such emotion
neither of them should have had for each other.
    Ridiculous, but it didn't stop her from
deepening the kiss until it felt like sex with their mouths. Deep
and hard and just the right amount of stroking that left them both
breathless. His hands rose from her waist to her breasts. He broke
the kiss and cupped the full globes, massaging them, but kept his
gaze locked on hers.
    “ You like to watch when you
get me off,” she said.
    “ You bet I do. You get this
pretty little flush, a haze falls over your eyes, and it's the
sexiest thing to me. When I get it just right you throw your head
back and moan.” He ran his thumb over her taut nipples and she
moaned.
    She started to tilt her head but stopped and
laughed.