Page 34 of Mailroom Delight
God. I could hear her now. She wasn’t far away at all.
The panic of the state Jason and I were in knocked into me full force and I quickly started fixing my top. But, my hands were shaking so much I couldn’t quite grasp the clasp of my bra. Jason saw and stopped me covering my hands with his.
“I have to go.” I protested unable to hide the strain in my voice.
“Wait. Just calm for two seconds.” He breathed.
I was surprised to see him reach for my bra and bring the two sides of my clasp together, snapping it back for me.
There was something admirable to note in his effort, just like a few other things I’d noticed he’d done and said over the last few days.
Jason presented this arrogant alpha male character who was so blasé, but I’d noticed there was another side to him that was the opposite of that. You’d only see it if you got to know him.
“She could come in, I should go.”
“I locked the door.” A smile inched across his handsome face.
His gaze held mine and I felt lost in the depth of the blue hues that filled his eyes.
“Come with me.” His voice broke through the tension that coursed through me.
“Where?”
“Home. My place.” The look in his eyes was almost desperate.
It was how I felt too. Desperate.
“I can’t. I have emails to write.” That was such a lame excuse. Just as bad as saying something like I was washing my hair.
He laughed, and I found myself smiling inside.
“What if I give you permission to be off?”
“I…can’t.”
“Can I use thatI’m your bossline I tried the other day? Or does that land me in wait for a sexual harassment suit? I will gladly be sued and serve time in prison if you come home with me. Seriously, that is a possibility, I’ll even sign a contract.”
I didn’t know where the laugh came from, but I found myself laughing and it felt like he’d yet again freed something that was stored away inside me.
I recognized the lightheartedness. It was fragments of my old self, the old Paige. She was resurfacing.
“You’re laughing.” He noted and reached up to touch my face. His touch felt more personal and had a calming effect. “You’re even more beautiful when you laugh. I want to see you laugh more,with me. Come home with me, Paige.”
Oh, how I would have loved to say yes.
I really would have loved to say yes.
But… I couldn’t.
“I can’t.”
“Why?” his voice was soft as he spoke.
“I’m not ready…I mean I need time.”
Understanding filled his eyes. “I don’t know what you’ve done to me, Paige.”
“I’m sure no more than any other woman.” I offered because there was no way I was going to believe that there was anything special about me. Look at him. He really was gorgeous, and I was certain he’d indulged on his fair share of women.
