His hot length bumped against my clit, making me shudder. I twined my arms around his neck and pushed my knees into the cushions on either side of his hips as I moved over him. His hands slid under my shirt, skimming up my back. I circled my hips and his fingers dug into my skin. Then his lips were on mine, his tongue pushing into my mouth and exploring. One of his hands slid upwards, fisting in my hair and angling my head as he deepened his kiss.
My pussy had been sore earlier, but now it was aching for a different reason. I rubbed against him with purpose, dry humping his cock until I felt my body tightening. Groaning, he pulled me closer, my tits pressed hard against his chest and his hardened length as close to my body as it could get with clothes between us. Pleasure started to pump through my body, only to be interrupted by the sound of my phone ringing. A-fucking-gain.
“No,” I whimpered.
Jack released his hold on my hair, reaching out an arm to snag my phone from where I’d dropped it on the cushion next to us.
“She might have been nice about it, but I’m not going to bother because we both know there’s only one way you’re gonna back off from her and that’s when you realize she’s already taken. Stay away from what’s mine.”
I sucked in a breath at the possessiveness evident in his tone, my eyes dropping down to the screen when he swiped his thumb across it to disconnect the call. Only there was one problem. The number on the display wasn’t Richard’s. The area code wasn’t even local. The call had come from Minneapolis. Minneapolis!
“No!” I cried out, grabbing the phone from his hand and jumping off his lap.
I paced away from him, pressing the number in my call history to call back.
“Dr. Reed?”
The male voice on the other end of the line sounded confused, understandably so, considering what Jack had told him.
“Yes, this is she. I’m sorry I missed your call just now.”
“How odd,” he muttered. “There must have been a switch up with the lines or something.”
I wasn’t about to admit to the true origins of the “or something” in this situation. “To whom am I speaking?”
“Oh, yes. I’m Declan McGowan, head of Pediatrics at Children’s Minneapolis. I’m sorry to call you out of the blue like this, but we have an unexpected opening for our Chief of Pediatric Surgery and were hoping you’d consider taking the position. I know it’s unorthodox, but considering our current Chief barely beat you out for the position, the board thought we could bypass some of the steps in the hiring process if you were still interested.”
My heart pounded wildly in my chest. I’d been crushed when I’d lost the spot as their Chief of Surgery to another candidate last year. It wasn’t that I was unhappy with my current job, but this was a big promotion at a well-respected hospital. I swiveled around, my eyes landing on Jack. Dream job, dream man. Different cities. Damn my luck.
Chapter 5
Jack
I couldn’t hear the other side of the conversation but I watched closely as Ellison’s expression went from surprised to ecstatic. Then she turned to look at me and it shifted once again, this time to indecision. Whatever the person on the line was saying was clearly confusing her and it pissed me off. We were happening. End of story.
I frowned, tempted to take her phone and play a permanent game of “Keep Away.” Of course, the doctor in me would never separate her from her connection to the hospital. He would, however, hang up on the fucker making her question our relationship.
She turned away from me, her phone to her ear, and moved to leave the room. Not fucking happening. I snagged her arm and tugged her back into my lap. She scowled at me but gave up struggling to move when she realized I wasn’t going to budge.
“Thank you for the opportunity, Declan.”
Declan? What kind of a man was named Declan? A man with a pussy, that’s who.
“I know you need an answer soon, however my”—she glanced at me—“situation has changed since we last spoke.”
I was getting really irritated at being left out of this conversation. I made a grab for her phone so I could listen in but she batted my hand away and pinched the skin so hard I yelped in pain.
“Sorry, one of my patients was just given a shot. Anyway, could I have some time to think it over?”
I growled and ended up with her hand pressed over my mouth again. Think what over, dammit?
“Great. Thank you, Declan. I’ll be in touch soon.”
She pushed the disconnect button on the phone then smacked my shoulder. “You’re such an asshole sometimes, Jack!”
“Who the fuck was that?” I demanded.