Page 29 of Scottish Seducer
Yet, he had no idea I’d stayed in offices waiting for envelopes from a few of his executives to mail, and it was like I was the wallpaper they’d ignored until now. No one had even breathed a “hello” at me, so I gripped the wheel and said, “I suppose, but it’s a little shocking.”
He traced my body and said, “I notice you walking alone, and feel when you’re near.”
Awareness of him rushed through me now as I asked, “You do?”
He chuckled. “Yes, and it’s not just about sex, because we’ve scored that goal, and I want more.”
Maybe. I ignored the softening of my body, because I was driving and we were nowhere near the promised five-star luxury at the end of the road. So I winked and said, “I’m not a teenager, so I hope we can wait till we get to the hotel this time.”
Since we were almost at the end of the over two-hour drive, he nodded, but said, “Very well, though you have to promise to walk around naked the second we get to the room.”
My eyes widened. “Have to?”
This time he was specific when he reached over and cupped my boobs. “Yes. I’m very curious about what your breasts do when they’re free.”
I laughed. I hadn’t expected that level of honesty right now, but I didn’t brush him off when I said, “You’re funny, Charlie.”
“Only with you,” he said, and went on to give me directions to the hotel.
Charlie was sweet, a little naughty, and kind. Together he made me feel alive, so what we had together should be enough, though in the back of my mind, I feared I might be falling in love.
