"You've put it there nearly every day since I met you. This past week, not knowing what would happen between us was killing me."
"Me too. And Grant," I said with a giggle.
He flexed an eyebrow and said, "Grant was that worried about us?"
"Well, me mostly. I've barely gotten out of bed in a week. I didn't feel like anything really mattered anymore."
"I know. I was feeling the same way."
"I'm sorry I hurt you," I told him, one more time.
"Don't be," Seth said. "It all brought us together in the end, and that's all that matters to me."
I put my hands on each side of his face then and kissed his lips. I couldn't stop; I was so hungry for him. I kissed and sucked on his plump bottom lip and he let me lick across them both before his own hunger took over and he pulled me into him tighter and covered my mouth with his. My lips parted and he kissed me passionately. At that moment in time not only did nothing else matter, it hardly existed. Seth left a trail of sweet kisses down the side of my face and neck. I shuddered again, pulling him even closer into me so that not even light could come between us. After he covered my neck with kisses, Seth slid my shirt off one shoulder and began to cover my collarbone in kisses, occasionally nipping lightly at my shoulder.
"You're perfect," he whispered. I was the one groaning and he was telling me that I was perfect. I took his face in my hands again and pulled him back up so I could kiss him again. I kissed him even harder that time and when we came up for air he said in a ragged, uneven breath, "Should I lock the door?"
"Please," I told him. He went over and turned the lock. When Seth came back he sat down next to me again and began running his fingers lightly over my face. He was tracing my features with his fingertips like he was trying to memorize them. It was one of the most non-sexual erotic feelings I had ever experienced.
I put my lips on his face and kissed along his strong jawline and across his nose and eyes and forehead. I was memorizing him now with my lips. His hand was resting on my hip and when my lips made it back down towards his he captured them and we kissed again. When he broke the kiss that time a stray tear had escaped from my eye and rolled down my cheek. He brushed it away with his finger and said, "Baby what's wrong?"
I smiled through the tears that had filled my eyes and said, "Nothing. Nothing at all is wrong."
"Then why are you crying?"
"Because I'm so happy. My soul finally feels unburdened and now no matter what happens where the company is concerned, I know that I'm moving forward. I love you so much."
Seth brushed away another tear and then after another hot kiss he said, "I want to spend the rest of my life loving you."
I loved the sound of that and it would be what I aimed for from this day forward. He spent the rest of that day loving me. We only came up for air long enough to order food. Grant grudgingly left it outside my door. I know that in the long run he will be happy for me, but the truth was that I was so happy for myself, it didn't really even matter.
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
ADELE
That evening when we were both satiated and too worn out to do anything but stay contented in each other's arms Seth said, "You never told me what it is I can do to help. Where do I start?"
"The night of your father's party … when you found me in the study, I had been looking in his filing cabinet." I had forgotten to tell him that, and for a second I was afraid it would make him angry with me all over again.
Instead, he said, "I wish you would have told me then. Maybe I could have helped you."
I propped myself up on my elbow so that I could see his face. "I don't think either of us was ready for that yet."
"Probably," he said. "Did you find anything?"
"I think maybe I did. I put it back when you came in and I didn't get a chance to finish reading it. It was a legal document. Your father and my father were in some kind of legal dispute already before my father died. He was suing your father for a breach of confidentiality."
"Wow, that would probably be a document we need to see," he said. "Where was it, exactly?"
"In the bottom drawer in the file marked "Summer 1994."
"Okay. I can get us a copy of that. What else?"
"Really? You'll make a copy of it?"
He grinned and said, "Do you not believe that I'm going to help you?"
"I believe you," I said, kissing him softly. "It's just so nice to finally have help. It will take a little bit of getting used to."
"Well get used to it because I'm not going anywhere."
I thanked him again and said, "You know Phillip Granger?"
"Of course. He's one of the shareholders of Hunter Corp."
"He was at the ball that night too. He recognized me."
"You? The real you? Adele Morgan?"
"Yeah. He apparently knew me when I was a little girl and he knew my parents well." I smiled as I remembered what he'd said, "He said I look just like my mother."
"She must have been a knock-out," Seth said with a smile.
"She was," I told him with a wink. "But anyways, he hounded me until I admitted it was me. He offered to help too."
Seth chuckled and said, "Phillip can't stand my father."
"I picked up on that," I said.
"His vibe?"
"No, the fact that he said, ‘I can't stand James Hunter.'" Seth laughed but his eyes looked sad. I suddenly reminded myself this man we were talking about was still his father. "I'm sorry. It must be hard to hear these things about your dad."
He shrugged and said, "It is, but he just brings it all on himself. He's so callous about people and life. He will die with billions in the bank and no one by his side. That's sad, but it's a fact of a life that he created."
I laid my head back against his chest and closed my eyes. This amazing man had been dealt a crappy hand when it came to his father. I intended to do all I could to help him overcome that when all of this was over and done with.
***
SETH
I spent that whole day and night with Erin … Adele. It was going to be hard to call her that, but it was pretty and it fit her so I knew I'd get used to it. I ran into the roommate on my way out. He gave me the eyeball, but I think it's funny. I can tell how much he cares about her and the way I look at it is who can blame him. She is hard to resist, that's for sure.
I went into the office that day for the first time in a few. I got a lot of curious stares, but no one came right out and asked where I had been, or what had happened to Erin. I would figure out what to tell them all eventually, but today I had an agenda. I went to the lounge we had created for the shareholders. It wasn't frequently used any longer, but I had a feeling that I would be able to find Phillip there today. I was right. When I walked in, he was on the computer. I saw him physically jump as he tried to "x" out of whatever had been on his screen.
"How's it going, Phillip?"
He looked guilty as hell when he said, "Good, good, Seth. How are you?" I knew it was mean, but I decided to have a little fun with him.
"What were you looking at there?"
"Oh nothing," he said. "I was just doing a little research into a company I was considering putting some money into … "
"Really? I have some extra cash I was looking to invest too. What company is it?"
The poor guy had sweat running down his balding brow as he said, "I don't think you'd be interested in this one, Seth. It's a little risky."
I grinned at him and said, "I love risky, tell me more."
His hands were shaking and I saw him trying to casually shut down the computer. I'm a terrible, mean person. "Nah, I should be going," he said, reaching straight out for the power button.
When his fingers were hovering over it I jumped up and said, "Come on Phillip old boy, what are you hiding there? It wouldn't have anything to do with Adele Morgan, would it?" When I said her name, his eyes went wide and his chest began to rise up and down in a rapid pace. I was suddenly afraid my teasing would give him a heart attack. I laughed then and now he was looking at me like I was insane. "I'm sorry, Phillip. I'm teasing you. Adele told me you're helping her. I wanted to thank you and see if there was anything you need from me in order to do a better job of it."