Page 75 of Rookie Move
“Sure it is.” He gave her ass a little squeeze, and then wondered how long it would take for Silas to have that drink...
She caught him by the chin. “Be good.”
“Baby, Iamgood. You said so yourself the other morning.”
Another eye roll. “Leo, we can’t be a couple right now. There are complications. It’s not that easy...”
He grabbed her in a hug and buried his nose in her hair. “It’sexactlythis easy. You and me, alone together. There’s not one thing about it that’s complicated. You’re mine, Georgia Worthington. I don’t care what your fucking dadthinks. I spent six years trying to get over you, and it didn’t take. Our time is now.”
Georgia took a deep breath and seemed to relax against him. One soft hand stroked the whiskers on his chin. “The whole guns-a-blazing thing is sexy, hunk. But you need to remember that the trade deadline is in two weeks.”
He grunted. “You think your father would trade me for spending time with you?” Though “spending time” was a euphemism, and they both knew it.
“Maybe. I don’t know what he’s got against you, but this couldn’t possibly help.”
He nuzzled her neck with his lips. “So you’re saying we need to stay in the closet for two weeks? I can do that.”
“At least.” She sifted her fingers through the short hair at the nape of his neck. “Then there’smyjob to worry about.”
“Why?” Leo moved his head back so that he could see her face. “Is there, like, a policy against it?”
“I’m not sure. I never had any cause to go digging through the employee guidelines for a fraternization rule.”
He grinned. Maybe it made him a Neanderthal, but he didn’t like the idea of Georgia dating anyone else in the organization. Surely she’d had boyfriends, but he didn’t want to meet any of them.
“A few weeks before you showed up, the head of PR quit. Nate and Hugh Major aren’t sure yet what they’re going to do with the position. I only have the chief job on an interim basis. And that press conference you bombed? It was my first one.”
He blinked. “Shit, really? I’m sorry.”
“What I’m saying is that I need to at least string together ashortstint where I manage to look professional.”
Leo lifted her palm to his mouth and kissed it. “All right. I get it. If you need to be stealthy for a while, I’m not going to wreck things for you. But I need to see you. Often.” He kissed her wrist, and then her forearm. “And I need to show you how much I missed you.” He kissed the inside of her elbow. Then he leaned closer and kissed hershoulder. Her neck. The place beneath her ear that made her shiver.
Georgia whimpered against his shoulder. “You’re making me crazy.”
“Good.” He put his fingers to the buttons of the silky blouse she’d worn tonight.
“No.” She sat up a little straighter. “We can’t. Silas will come back.”
Leo held back a groan. He was pretty sure that Silas had made himself scarce for a while. But Leo wouldn’t push it. He didn’t want to make her uncomfortable. “Watch some TV with me, then.”
“Okay.”
“Can you get the clicker? It’s a pain in the ass to arrange the ice packs.”
“Sure, old man.” She crawled away from him, toward the edge of the bed, and in her skirt it was quite the image.
“Wait. Just stop right there,” he said before she managed to hop down. “This is a better view than TV.”
She rolled her eyes at him and then fetched the remote. She chose a late night comedian.
“Not the highlights?”
She shook her head. “I don’t want to watch your hit on replay.”
“But I’m right here!” He put an arm around her shoulders.
“I know you are.” A soft hand landed on his stomach. “Does it hurt here?”
