Billionaire's Bribe(12)
The thought chilled her despite the scorching intensity of their passion.
After they were finish she sat across from him and took out her compact. Carefully she reapplied her lipstick and touched up her hair. Greyson watched her as he fastened his belt around his waist once more.
They came to a stop outside a huge Victorian style house. From the looks of things as she stepped out, she could only surmise that they were on the Upper East Side, where a majority of New York’s wealthy lived. He led her up beautiful stone-carved steps and into the house. The foyer was expansive, the warm cream-yellow walls and honey-oak flooring lending a welcome air to the place. He led her up a winding staircase to the top floor, and out onto a terrace, where a table sat waiting for them.
“What do you think?” he asked as he poured them wine.
“It’s beautiful.” She looked out over the twinkling expanse of the city. “I would expect nothing less from you.”
A man wearing a black and white chef’s uniform wheeled in a cart laden with food. Eva surmised that he was the personal chef as Greyson greeted him warmly and thanked him—it was obvious the two were familiar with each other.
“I hope you don’t mind salmon,” he told her as the food was served.
She smiled. “It’s one of my favorites.”
The chef left them to the meal, and they sat in silence, simply enjoying the food. Eva noticed Greyson’s countenance was becoming more and more melancholy as the seconds stretched by. When he’d drained his third glass of wine, she reached over the table and grasped his hand.
“Greyson, what’s wrong?”
His grey eyes, always so full of energy and alive with emotion, were dark. “I think I might be falling in love with you.”
She drew her hand back. “What?”
“I… this isn’t just a game for me anymore.” His voice was flooded with sincerity. “I’ve come to discover in these past couple of weeks that I don’t just derive pleasure from your body, but what is inside your head. You’re beautiful inside and out, and I know that you weren’t intending to hurt me when you lied about your experience. I was just using that as an excuse to have you.”
Eva smiled. “I could have told you that.”
He waved a hand as if to dismiss her words. “Even so, I can no longer in good conscience force you to abide by this agreement. I can’t continue to take you to my bed knowing that should you have a choice, you wouldn’t be in it in the first place. I hereby release you from your obligation.”
Her heart filled with a mixture of tenderness and joy, this time she was the one to reach across the table and take his hand. “Greyson, it has always been my choice. I could have easily walked out of your office that day and never looked back. There are other jobs, even if I don’t think I could ever find one as enjoyable as the one you’ve given me. I agreed because I wanted you. And even though you’ve released me, I still want you. Perhaps even more than ever, now that you’ve done so.”#p#分页标题#e#
A spark lit his eyes as he grinned at her. “Do you really mean that?”
She nodded. “I’ve come to see the man beneath the suit. I don’t know everything about him, but I know the way he makes me feel when he talked to me, how he ignites a fire in my body every time he touches me.
Standing, she came around the table and leaned down. “I know I have feelings for you, and that someday they might grow into love. I’d like to stick around, and find out.” She gave him a long, sweet kiss, and smiled when his arms came around to clutch her to him. His arms were warm and strong around her, his lips tender.
“You can stay as long as you want,” he finally told her, dropping a kiss onto her nose. “Who knows. Maybe I’ll even let you stay forever.”
She grinned. “So glad to hear it. Now take me to bed already. I’m tired of waiting.”
With a laugh, he scooped her up and carried her inside.