There was something tempting about Rachel, and he looked forward to tempting her. Clearing up the mess in the kitchen he checked his watch then walked into the other spare room that he’d converted into his office. He fired up the laptop on the desk. Going through his emails he made sure there was nothing of importance.
Being a doctor meant everything to him. He wouldn’t risk a patient’s life just because of a day off. Rachel sought him out. She leaned against the doorframe, staring at him.
“Are you ready to go?” he asked.
She nodded. Shutting everything down, he followed her out of the apartment. At the reception he gave orders with the guards to make sure that the next time Rachel left he was notified immediately.
He cared about her too much to risk anything happening to her. Chris had lost so much in his life. He wasn’t willing to risk Rachel, and if that meant keeping an eye on her at all times then that was what he was going to do.
Chapter Eight
Rachel nibbled on her lip as she signed all the necessary paperwork that gave up her apartment. Chris was talking with the landlord as she was given the paperwork to read through. They’d already been to her workplace to pick up her stuff. While she’d been talking to the manager, Chris had gone toward the back. There was no shouting or anything to cause her any real concern.
He wasn’t lying about wearing the trousers. His control did comfort her, but in light of everything that was happening she was concerned about what she was going to do with her life.
Staying at home all day twiddling her thumbs and waiting for Chris to get home didn’t sound ideal to her. She finished reading through the document, wishing there was something she could do.
What did she want to do? She had feelings for Chris, and no matter how much she thought about it, she couldn’t leave him. Their life had changed enough for her to know not to back out.
Hands on her shoulders startled her. “Wow, you’re incredibly jumpy today,” he said.
She saw the landlord had disappeared. “Have you settled everything with him?”
“Yeah, I’ve paid him rent and given him enough money for him not to be out of pocket for new tenants.” He leaned down brushing his lips against her neck. She closed her eyes loving the feel of his lips on her skin.
When his hands were on her she lost all the doubts from her mind.
“Come back to me, baby,” he said.
“I love your touch.” She whimpered as his hand caressed down her body to squeeze her breast.
“Good, I’m going to take you to lunch when all of this is done.”
“What about moving in?” she asked.
“I’ve already arranged for a firm I trust to take care of your stuff. It’ll be at the apartment when we get back.” Chris stroked over her nipple, making her gasp.
“You’re in control of everything.”
“I know what I need to get things moving. Trust me, Rachel, this will work between us. We’ll figure everything out.” He kissed her temple.
She signed her name on the final sheet of paper work. Standing up, she turned to face him. “I can’t sit at home all day doing nothing. I need to work.”
“Good, there’s a position at the hospital for me. I’ll hire you as my personal assistant. We’ll be together all the time. You’ll learn to trust me that way.”
“This is not about trust.” However, thinking about it now, she liked the thought of seeing him all the time. Working was in her blood. She’d never been a lazy person.
“I know. I fucked up that night two years ago, Rachel.” He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her in close.
“What do you mean?” She heard him sigh.
“My biggest regret in life was bringing a woman home. I’d watched you for so long, and I felt desire for you. I felt like a monster for wanting you. You always looked at me like I was some god who could do no wrong. There is a lot of wrong I can, baby, I promise you. I’m not perfect at all. I wanted you. Whenever I saw you I wanted to get you naked and fuck you so hard and fast that you didn’t know where I ended and you began.”
She leaned back to look at him, seeing the truth on his face. “You really wanted me that badly?”
“Baby, when it comes to you, I always want you.”
“Why did you get another woman? Why were there so many women?”
“I never saw any interest in your eyes. I couldn’t force something like that. We’ve always been close, Rachel. You’re a great friend. If I pushed something that was only alive in me and not in you, I risked far more than rejection. I risked losing you. Losing you is not an option anymore.”
He made sense.