But this was. It was a battle between everything she wanted… and everything she feared.
I could see it in her eyes.
And it looked like I was losing.
“Take a chance,” I whispered. “Be that woman I made love to just now. Come with me.”
I felt her shiver, and I wanted to grab her and spirit her away and make love to her all night long.
But it had to be her choice.
I saw the two sides warring in her eyes – and then suddenly, desire won out, and the fear subsided.
“Screw it,” she whispered. “Let’s go.”
I grinned so big that my face hurt.
By then the Bentley had pulled into place. I turned around and opened the rear door, then glanced back at Lily expectantly.
She looked at the car, then stared at me.
“What the hell is this?” she asked – not angrily, but in shock.
“Just get in,” I said, and held out my hand to her.
Again I saw desire and fear battle in her expression – but this time, desire won with a little help from something else:
Curiosity.
She accepted my hand and got into the car… and I got in behind her.
At that moment, I felt an elation that came a close second to everything that had happened in the boardroom.
You won’t regret this, Lily.
I promise.