Lifting the ringing phone to her ear, she waited with bated breath. She could feel her heart pounding and she pressed a hand to her chest as though to calm it.
He picked up quickly on the second ring, “Alex Matlock.”
His voice was huskier over the phone, yet he sounded slightly distracted. Olivia couldn’t help the nervous laugh that burst forth. Trying to cover for it, she asked, “You say your full name when you answer your cell phone?” Real smooth genius.
A lengthy pause followed and Olivia nibbled on her lip, suddenly worried that he didn’t recognize her voice.
“I keep forgetting my cell phone isn’t my office phone,” he finally said, his voice warming. “Hi, darling.” She flushed at his greeting.
“Hi,” she murmured back, smiling like an idiot. She was thankful he couldn’t see her face right now. Then, remembering his response, she asked with a frown, “Oh, I’m sorry. Are you still at work?” She hoped she hadn’t interrupted him.
“No, I’m at my home office,” he explained. There was a short pause and then he admitted, “I’ve been distracted all day. I was worried you wouldn’t call.”
Let the melting commence.
“I’m sorry, it was a busy day for me,” she tried to explain. “And I was still thinking things over.” She leaned forward, pressing the phone tightly to her ear while she anticipated his response.
“And what did you decide?” he asked slowly.
His voice was like rich chocolate, smooth and intense all at once. She felt her whole body warm, wishing she could listen to him speak all day.
Suddenly breathless and feeling her arousal dampen her panties, she simply said, “I’ve decided I want you too.”
A low curse sounded over the phone. Then, in a suddenly urgent gruff voice, he asked, “What’s your apartment number?”
They were doing this. Tonight.
Olivia didn’t have time to even think about what that implied before she found herself answering, “328. Third floor.”
“I’ll be there in fifteen minutes.”
Chapter Five
The abrupt knocking on her door startled Olivia, even as her hands trembled in anticipation.
Fifteen minutes hadn’t been enough time for everything she needed to accomplish. Immediately after getting off the phone with Alex, she had rushed into the shower to shave her legs and scrub off any remnants of flour from her day. Then, she had to find something suitable to wear. What in the world did women wear when greeting a new lover at the door? It was unbelievably nerve-racking as she riffled through her dresser drawers. She finally ended up choosing a pajama set Christie had given her for Christmas last year. It consisted of small satin shorts and a matching spaghetti strap tank trimmed in lace. Sexy yet understated, in her opinion.
However, in an impulsive moment, Olivia had decided to forgo underwear. She didn’t see the point when she would be naked soon anyway. That thought had set her body on fire.
She quickly smoothed lotion down her legs when she only had five minutes left. Those last few minutes she spent tidying her bedroom and living room.
But the moment he knocked on her door, she was clearly out of time and her nerves finally caught up with her. Her heart felt as though it was trying to beat its way out of her chest. But, nevertheless, she raced out of her bedroom to the front door. Taking a deep breath, she made quick work of her lock and tugged the heavy door open.
Alex was standing there, his eyes so dark they seemed black. She forgot how to breathe as she stared into them. His heated gaze blazed down her body but before she could even greet him properly, he had his mouth on hers, swallowing anything she was about to utter.
She gasped, her hands immediately threading through his thick hair. Her fingers entwined in the locks, holding him to her as he kissed her with a ferocity and a need that she had never experienced before.
Her senses were being overloaded. The feel of his full lips sent shivers racing down her spine while his smell—that amazing combination of clean soap and musk—made her dizzy with desire.
He broke their kiss to trail his lips softly down her neck. “Hi, darling,” he whispered.
“Hello,” Olivia choked out. The moment he discovered her sensitive spot just below her ear, she moaned. It was too much. She could already feel the dampness gathering between her legs. Soon, she would dripping if Alex kept at it.
Both of their heads snapped up when they heard commotion in the hallway on her floor. She realized the door was still wide open and Alex cursed, releasing her for a moment to seal them off from the rest of the world for the night. She pressed herself against the cool wall Alex had managed to back her into, feeling the texture beneath her warm palms. She took a deep breath the moment she heard the dead bolt slide into place. Her sex clenched in anticipation at the sound. And then it was just the two of them.