Page 25 of Legal Desire
CHAPTER SIX
EXCITEMENTCOURSEDTHROUGHTrev that he was about to see Allison again. He was so anxious that he nearly pushed aside her skinny assistant instead of following the guy down the hall to her office. Less than a day had passed since he’d been in her apartment, since he’d been inside her...
But he’d missed her.
“It’s better for you to come to the office,” her assistant said, “rather than trying to see her at home.”
Edward. That was his name, wasn’t it?
The young man continued, “She probably didn’t even let you in last night, did she?” He glanced back at Trev as if waiting for a reply.
As he had with his own receptionist, Trev stonewalled this one, too. It was none of this guy’s damn business if she’d let him inside her place or not. Inside her or not.
Trev had never been the kind of guy who bragged about his conquests. Not that he’d conquered Allison McCann. In fact, it might have been the other way around since he was no closer to getting evidence that she was the mole.
Maybe he needed to pump old Edward for more information. But they’d stopped outside her door. So he couldn’t do it now, where she might overhear them talking.
“Would she have called me here if she had?” Trev asked, turning the question around on Edward. Obviously, Allison hadn’t bragged, either, about her conquest. Edward had no idea they’d been together the night before.
And when Trev walked through the door Edward opened for him, he had no idea, either—when he looked at the cool expression on Allison’s beautiful face. Her pale blue eyes stared right through him.
He stared back, hungry for the sight of her. Hungry for her.
While he couldn’t see through her at all, he could see through her glass desk. She didn’t wear a dress today. She wore gray slacks and a jacket over a pink blouse that was buttoned to her chin as if she didn’t want to expose an inch of her body.
But he’d seen it already. And all he had to do was close his eyes to see it again. As he did, his body hardened with desire.
Damn, he wanted her. But it didn’t appear that the desire was reciprocated today.
Why had she called him here?
He had a bad feeling that she was going to renege on the agreement she’d made last night and that she didn’t want to have sex with him again.
Hadn’t it been as amazing for her as it had been for him?
Maybe he should have taken more time, made certain she had so many orgasms that she wouldn’t be able to freeze up again, like she was now. Her stare was even colder when she turned it on her assistant.
“Please close the door on your way out, Edward,” she informed him.
He hesitated, though, and glanced at Trevor. “I didn’t ask Mr. Sinclair if he would like coffee or water—”
“I’m fine,” Trev assured him. Edward couldn’t bring him what he wanted. Only Allison could give him that, like she had the night before.
A powerful release...
He needed it again—needed her again—as the tension wound tightly inside him. It had begun to build from the minute he’d left her the night before. And when he’d been called to her office, he’d hoped that she’d felt the same way—and that she needed him again.
Edward hesitated yet inside the open door, tempting Trev to shove him out and slam the door shut. “Would you like anything?” he asked his boss.
“No,” she said. But she was looking at Trev now. “I don’t want anything.”
“Ouch,” Trev muttered.
Edward glanced at him before finally stepping through the door and pulling it closed. Allison stared at the door, her eyes narrowed as if she was trying to see through it. Probably to see if her assistant was listening outside it.
Trev wouldn’t put it past the skinny little guy. He seemed abnormally preoccupied with his boss. But then given how beautiful she was, it was no wonder the guy might have become obsessed with her.
Finally, she turned her attention to Trev and arched a red brow over one of those icy-blue eyes. “Are you hurt?” she asked. She must have been referring to his muttered ouch.
