One Night Of Pure Desire

l. An absolutely compelling woman with nearly black hair, a blue dress to match her eyes, a book in her hand and the most magnificent figure a female could ever hope to have took up most of t

ender loving care, and I would b

caller? It struck me odd. I didn't give my number out, and the Lore

el

exy cadence of a Britis

for that matter, but it was him, sexy accent live and well on the

ou get thi

ht." His voice burned into m

n my escalating heartbeat, "I did not give you

ou distracted me by being dehydrated and starved." I heard muffled voices in the background, like he

ls received. That's kinda creepy. Mr. Blackstone." I was starting to get rather pissed at Mr.

n, Brynne. I want yo

ect my privacy, Ethan."

in a softer voice, "And you seemed to like your dinner too." He paused for a moment. "Y

ing emotion I'd felt last night when he'd brought me the water

last night. It was a good call on your part a

y not something enclosed in plastic or foil, and defi

I don't think that

ut me off and my heart pounded harder. I can't do this. He affected me so strangely. I knew myself well enough to realize th

urted into my phone. A total

king late afternoon and phot

m your shoot, feed you, and ta

ou like this with everyone, or am I just special?" I did not like how the conversation turned so fast in his fav

hrough my phone, and it scared the shit out of me. And I am a stupid idiot fo

y. I knew it did. He just disarmed me so damn easily. I t

rrupted, cutting me off

rrow for dinner. You admitted that you owe me a favo

oudly and let that sit in silence for a moment

there,

kly. Every time I speak you interrupt me. Didn't your mothe

My mother died

look, Ethan, I really have to get back to my work. You t

but he did. Eventually I got up from my chair and headed for the break room. I got the biggest mug I could find, filled it with a s

me, elegant and calm as she had been for more than a century. Coffee in hand, I returned