All That He Wants(22)

“Ooops,” he said. “Look at that. Spilled my water.”

“Cut that out!”

Connor grinned. “Where’s the woman I just had sex with? The wild and crazy one? I want her back.”

“She’s gone,” I snapped. “She just got replaced with the woman who realizes she’s probably going to get fired for this, and she still has three hours of reports to – ”

Oh no.

I pressed my palms to my eyes.

I still had to do all of Klaus’s crap and send it off to him.

I was already freaking out; there was no way I was going to be able to concentrate.

This was going to be a nightmare. I was going to be here all night.

Connor sighed, got to his feet, and looked around for his pants.

Even despite how miserable I was, I was able to at least take a moment’s solace in the play of shadows on his muscled body. And how other things… dangled… tantalizingly.

He pulled on his clothes. “You shouldn’t worry so much.”

“Easy for you to say. Your job isn’t on the line.”

“It’s a crappy job, Lily.”

“It’s the only one I’ve got.”

“You should get one you like,” he advised.

I wanted to strangle him. Here he was, advising me on a situation he’d created.

Well… we both created.

But still.

He was so relaxed, so unconcerned – so damn smug!

While he was finishing up, I washed our coffee cups in the sink, dried them off, and prayed no one would notice anything was amiss.

“Lily.”

I turned around to see him slouching sexily in the doorway, his jacket slung carelessly over his shoulder.

“What?”

He looked at me for a long moment, then shook his head. “Never mind.”

“What?!”

“Walk me down to my car?”

I crossed my arms and hugged myself, trying to keep away the panic.

I had been happier than I could ever remember just five minutes ago.

Now I was dealing with a rising tide of fear.

I had just had sex at work…

…in the company boardroom, where I wasn’t supposed to be…

…with a complete stranger I’d only known for two hours.

Not even two hours.

A gorgeous, charming stranger… but still.

Two hours.

On the boardroom floor.

For which I was absolutely, definitely, positively, without a question going to get fired.

This wasn’t me.

I couldn’t believe what I’d just done.

On the other hand… it had been incredible…

I think a little smile crept onto my face without my realizing it.

“What?” Connor asked.

I came out of my reverie and looked at him.

“What were you thinking?” he prodded.

I sighed.

“That I wish I wasn’t freaking out, because…”

I paused.

“Because what?”

“…because I was having the best night of my life.”

I probably shouldn’t have said it.

He wasn’t going to call me.

I was just going to be a story he bragged about to his ‘bros’ at the gym. The chick he ‘banged’ in some other company’s boardroom after hours.

I knew I shouldn’t have told him.

But it was true.

A smile slowly crept onto his face as he stared into my eyes.

He held out his hand to me.

“Walk me down to my car?”





16





We walked out to the penthouse reception area. Before we stepped into the elevator, I looked at my reflection in the glossy black of the marble walls, and tried to put myself together so I didn’t look like a girl who’d had crazy, wild sex.

I probably looked alright, but to my mind at that moment, anybody who saw me would instantly know. Like there was a blinking neon sign over my head: Just Had Sex On Boardroom Floor.

Oh God, I was going to have to do the Walk of Shame in front of Stanley, and it wasn’t even morning.

I sighed and got in the elevator with Connor.

“Still freaking out?” he grinned.

“Yes.”

“Let me see if I can take your mind off it.”

Then he raked his fingers down ever single button for ever single floor. They all lit up.

Not exactly what I was expecting.

“What did you do that for?!” I cried out.

“So I’d have a little more time for this.”

When they say ‘sweep a girl off her feet,’ I always thought it was an expression. I mean, it is an expression.

Except when it happens literally.

Which it did in that elevator.

He pulled me into his arms and leaned me back and kissed me – soft and slow at first, then more and more passionately.

As far as taking my mind off things, he succeeded.

I barely even heard most of the dings as the doors opened and closed in the empty building.