The C.E.O and I

too many times. There was nothing polite or patient about it. It was he

self admit she was more than just a distraction. Zara gasped against his mouth, fingers curled into the fabric o

From the con

p," she whisper

't move.

is dan

am

er. A deeper kind of kiss that made her forget abo

, and carried her with startling ease. The desk was behind th

line of her throat, dragging heat down her collarbone. Her blouse was half-open by the t

op," he said a

itted, voice tremb

l, and when his hand slid up her thigh, she didn't stop him. Her skirt rode up. Her breath caught. And when h

ment you walked into my office

oticed me," she said

to meet her eyes. "I notice

es came together. The desk groaning under them. The heat that built fast and sharp

-

g across her skin like moonlight. He was already up, shir

d... con

e asked, voice quie

rned.

pa

s change

pped. "You m

n ever

ulder. "You're in the middle of something I can'

you need to decide if you want the trut

at her for

"I wan

-

eavenly. Zara had never been touched like this by anyone. Not with such intent, not with the kind of hunger that

he had gripped her like he was trying to memorize her shape. Every kiss, every touch, had been deliberate. As

the kitchen door, and she had never felt so good in her life, but she didn't care. Not with the

ile came to mind an Zara'

supposed to

-

next

t her flushed skin. She walked to her car in silence, the city

oo close. Don't

hovered over the screen, then l

-

ng was normal. At leas

nothing had happened between them. And Zara, despite every nerve in her body screaming otherwise, played along.

Jake. It came from the envelope on

is time. Of Jake. Leaving his

ink: If you can't give us wh

her stom

-

lled that

ans. You meet

ush?" she

ng to talk. Someone on your end.

't said

prov

hun

-

er a flickering light, hands stuffed into her c

d up. Black

ed out. Clean suit. Scar near his jaw.

ccess to t

ked. "Wha

private records. Our system flagged s

I have acce

leep with the

fr

Two days. Find a way. We'll con

his wasn't

Jake Stark. You just

-

. Didn't cry.

would have to c

her door at thre

ed it. W

was afraid of losing her. There was no teasing this time. No

shirt was already gone. They di

laying her down like she was something fr

ghs, her stomach, her ribs.

r, slow and deep,

t. A kind of worship. Like he needed this

d, she whispered, "If I asked

her. Not shocke

s on th

ed at the

you never hav