Shaking her head, she moved toward the shelf, sliding the book into it. The section was empty, and silent. Folding her arms, she turned toward him. “Why me?”
“Excuse me?”
“I’m not some gorgeous model, nor am I like any of the women you screw at the club? Why me? Why am I getting special treatment?”
“Why did you watch me?”
She frowned. “Why do you refuse to answer my question?”
“Why do you refuse to answer mine?”
Growling, she found her temper and stormed up to him. “What do you want, Corey? Crap, I don’t even know your last name.”
“Weaver. The name is Corey Weaver.”
She paused. “Oh my God, you’re the owner of Weaver International? That guy who took over his father’s company, and took the business world by storm.”
“You know about that?” he asked, folding his arms.
“Yeah, I do.”
“Well, I’m honored you knew.”
“I didn’t know who you were,” she said. She hadn’t recognized him, not once. Holy shit, she had been watching him have sex with any number of women.
You’ve had sex with him.
“It has been a while since I’ve been in the public eye. I quit the life, and now I satisfy my own needs.”
“This is … wow.” She went to walk past him, but he grabbed her elbow.
“It changes nothing.”
“You’re like this millionaire god. I don’t know what you are, but this was a mistake.”
“Seriously? You’re going squeamish because I used to be part of a large company.”
“Part of? You ran it.”
“You have an inheritance that means you don’t have to work a day in your life. The only time you’ve touched that money was to get the exclusive access to the club.”
She stared down at where he touched her. Today she had settled on a red buttoned shirt with a knee length skirt that flared out. He pushed her against the wall and placed his hand above her head, trapping her with his body.
“Let me go.”
“No. I’m not ready to let you go, and I bet your pussy is soaking wet.” His gaze ran down her body. “It would be so easy for me to find out.” One of his hands landed on her thigh, and he started to gather up her skirt.
“Not here. Not at my workplace.”
She held onto his hand in the hope to stop him from doing anything more. Her pussy was soaking wet with her cream.
“I’ll stop, but you’ve got to agree to come to the club tonight.”
“Why?”
“If you don’t, I’ll come to your place. We’re not over. You know that, babe.”
“I don’t know anything. I could get a restraining order against you.”
“Do it, and see what they say when they see your use of your card.”
Gritting her teeth, she didn’t have much of a choice, not really. Corey had taken the choice right out of her hands. She either went to the club, or he went to her house. For some strange reason, she wasn’t afraid of him.
“I’m not going to go back to your room.”
“Then we’ll play with other people watching. I don’t care so long as you’re there.”
She didn’t see a reason to fight him, so she nodded. “Fine. I’ll be there.”
He pressed a kiss to her lips. “I look forward to it.”
Corey let her go, and she watched as he made his way downstairs toward the main part of the library.
Going back to the front desk, she saw Laura fanning herself. “I didn’t know you were dating.”
“I’m not.”
“Well, who was the hot and handsome who had you pinned in the restricted section? Damn, watching you two together was like witnessing a live porno, only better.” Laura sighed.
“You heard?”
“Nah, I didn’t hear, but I figured I’d come to the main desk so you didn’t find an excuse to leave. So, what gives?”
“We’re not dating. I don’t know what we’re doing.”
“He’s into you. From the look in his eye, he wanted to strip you naked and take you there and then.”
Alexa chuckled. “It’s not going to happen.”
“How come?”
“He’s like the ultimate bad boy. Trust me, he uses women and tosses them aside.” She wasn’t about to tell her work colleague that she had seen him screwing these women, nor where she went when on a regular basis.
“It’s a shame. You really should have seen the way he looked at you, honey. He looked like he wanted to eat you.” Laura had this love-struck look in her eye. “Oh well, we’re always doomed to want what we can’t have. You should give him a chance though.”