Page 18 of His Secretary's Nine-Month Notice
‘For being human?’
The amused wryness of his voice would have been bad enough, but even more dangerously seductive was the touch of his hand against her cheek.
She curved her head, and it was such a simple, instinctive gesture, but it opened up the lid of that box she had kept so very firmly shut for over two years.
He lowered his head as she raised hers and the kiss was somehow inevitable.
The feel of his mouth over hers was electrifying. She’d been plugged into a live socket and every racing nerve in her body was suddenly and wonderfully sensitised in ways that were unimaginable.
She drew back, but reluctantly. Her body wanted more, but common sense recognised the need to slam shut the door that had been unexpectedly opened.
She couldn’t meet his eyes and she stared down at the biker boots.
‘What’s going on?’ she whispered. When she looked up at him, her brown eyes were filled with dismay and apprehension.
Matt raked his fingers through his hair. ‘I’m asking myself the same thing,’ he said gruffly.
‘You should go.’
‘Should I?’
Violet stared up at him. She wanted those lips on hers again so badly that it was a physical ache, spreading from her toes to her scalp and sending a wave of forbidden lust coursing through her.
It was the situation, all that pent-up tension desperate to find release, and Matt standing here was temptation beyond endurance. But, if ever a mistake were staring her in the face, then this was surely it.
She might not be his secretary over here, but she would be foolish to think that that made no difference.
Yet those lips... Firm and cool and so, so wonderfully sensual. And the way her body responded... It was as though she had discovered a network of nerves and tingling sensations she had never known she possessed.
‘Matt...’ Her voice was helpless and fizzled out into a strangled choke as he traced the outline of her mouth with one lazy finger. She caught his finger with her hand but the slight tremor was a giveaway that control wasn’t completely within her grasp. ‘This isn’t what we’re about.’
‘You no longer work for me, Violet. You’re shaken. I get that. If you want me to leave, then say the word and I’m gone. Want that?’
‘Of course I do,’ she said weakly.
‘I want to kiss you. You have the most tempting lips I’ve ever seen.’
‘Funny, you’ve never said anything like that before,’ she muttered, her skin burning.
‘Would you have wanted me to?’ Matt mused.
‘Of course not!’
‘You were like a cat on a hot tin roof the minute anything remotely personal left my lips.’ He caught her hand in his and lowered his head to trail his tongue over her mouth. ‘I would never have put you in the uncomfortable position of dealing with any advances from me. I was your boss and I have a lot of respect for what that entails. I’m not your boss here.’
No, she thought, he wasn’t. And that opened all sorts of doors, all of which should remain very firmly shut.
The guy didn’t do relationships and, when it came to guys, she needed the sort who did. She needed stability. In all areas of her life. She needed roots that could be put down and a guy who was willing to put those roots down with her. She wasn’t frivolous or flighty and, whether he said that he was attracted to her or not, he didn’t do serious. She should know. She’d seen his approach to relationships first-hand.
But her heart was beating very fast and her lips were tingling, along with everywhere else in her treacherous body.
‘I’m all shaken up,’ she muttered. She determined to listen to common sense because common sense was always right. ‘Thank you for dropping me back and for...for coming with me in the ambulance.’
Matt shifted back and looked down at her with brooding intensity, his fabulous eyes veiled.
‘I bet you didn’t think that you would end up being flung around in the back of an ambulance when you decided to pay me a visit this evening.’ This was more like it, she thought as self-control began to reassert itself and those unsettling, frightening feelings of helplessness started to recede. She couldn’t quite meet his eyes but her voice was normal and habits of a lifetime were settling back into place.
So she’d kissed him!
