Stolen:The Billionaire Deception(28)

"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."