Something Forever(50)

“Shall we have lunch before you both have to be back to work?” Ellen asked.

“Sure,” Becky said. “I’m free, but I need to be back soon for the London trip. I’m taking the red eye.”

“I’m starving,” I seconded.

“Perfect. I’ll call to make a reservation.” Ellen took out her cell phone. “Why are you going to London, Becky?”

“I’m going to a book convention.”

“That sounds fun.”

Becky and I walked to the dressing room with our arms linked together. “I can’t believe it’s only two weeks away, Jenna.”

“Me, too. And I can’t believe I’m pregnant.”

Becky leaned against her dressing room door and smiled. “I’m so happy for you.”

“Thank you. And I’m glad you’re working things out with Matthew.”

“Even if Matthew and I weren’t together, I still would be there at your wedding, you know that, right? I wouldn’t miss it for anything.”

“I know,” I answered, but I wasn’t sure. “Do you love Matthew?”

“I miss him. He asked me to go with him, but I have to go to London.”

“I understand. Just remember what I said. If you love each other, then that’s all that matters.”

“But sometimes things happen you have no control over,” Becky said quickly. She got into her dressing room so fast, I didn’t have a chance to ask her what she meant by that.

Something was wrong. Becky was hiding something. I was determined to find out what.





Chapter 20

Jenna



Matthew and Becky in different countries made my heart feel uneasy. It was silly to think this way, but the distance between them seemed like it would create a barrier, and it would be harder for them to get back together. I had to stop thinking silly thoughts. Becky assured me everything was fine and they would talk things through, so why didn’t I believe her?

Since our whole office staff had gone to Australia with Matthew, I was left alone. There wasn’t much to do since May’s issue had been formatted and was ready to go. We were holding back to include the pictures from the fashion show. Though I wanted to go with my department, Max insisted that I didn’t fly. At the time we’d discussed it, I had bad morning sickness and just thinking of flying made me nauseous. I had agreed not to go without a fight.

I jumped from the sound of the phone. It seemed loud since there were no other noises besides me typing. I picked up the receiver while my heart pounded rapidly.

“Max,” I heaved.

“Jenna. Did I scare you? You sound so surprised.”

“You almost gave me a heart attack.”

“I can give you a lot more than a heart attack.”

I laughed lightly. Leave it to Max to flirt whenever he had the chance. That was one of the things I loved about him. His playful quality could sooth me anytime. “I’m going to take you up on that offer, Mr. Knight.”

A soft chuckle rang in my ear. “It will be my pleasure. Are you sitting on your chair?”

I knew where he was going with this, but I pretended not to know. “Yes, should I be sitting somewhere else?”

“Maybe you should be sprawled out on your desk ready for me. After all, there’s just you in the office and everyone else is in another country.”

“You’re terrible for letting me stay here all by myself, Mr. Knight. A girl can get really lonely in this big office all by herself.”

“That’s reason why I’m standing by the door.”

I looked up and melted seeing the handsome hunk in front of me. His territorial gaze and the way he looked at me with a sexy grin made me quiver all over, especially when I saw him lock the door. “Jenna.” My name rolled off his tongue with heat and passion. “I love it when you wear easy access clothes.” The next thing I knew, I was in his arms.

“Max.” I think that is what I said. Dizzy from his body heat, the way he was nuzzling me made me weak at the knees. Oh Max. Take me. Take me right now on my desk. As if he could read my thoughts, his lips conquered mine.

“Max,” I started to say as he laid me gently across my desk. My legs were bent so that my heels rested on the edge of the desk. With my legs spread apart, he had a clear view of my G-string. “Don’t you have a meeting right now?” I whimpered.

“You know my schedule way better than my own secretary.” Max lightly kissed down my leg, to my ankle, back up with his tongue, and slid inside of my panties... to my clit. Oh God! I gasped.

“Max,” I heaved, arching my back. Wanting to touch him, I reached for him, but he wouldn’t let me. My muscles had gone completely limp from Max’s doing. I had no control over them.