Page 54 of Sins of the Father

“Yes.”

“There’s your answer.”

“Not following, you’re going to have to be a little more clear.”

“Extremely serious.” He puts his fingers in quotes.

“You are serious. It isn’t a bad thing.”

“Very motivated by numbers.”

I raise my hand. “Question.”

“What?”

“Aren’t you the VP of Finance?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay. So what’s wrong with that? Most people wish they understood numbers better.”

He avoids answering. “Scheduled like a superhuman.”

“And this comment is bad, why?”

He puts his head back and focuses on the ceiling.

“Well, I read the article on the plane and thought you were sexy, and smart, and trustworthy. And assumed you were probably a badass in the boardroom, but I didn’t think those things about any of the other nine.”

His lips turn up. “You thought I was sexy?”

“Still do.”

He blurts out, “Two of my exes went on national television and did a tell-all.”

My pulse quickens. I softly say, “I heard about it.”

“Awesome.” He turns away.

I turn his chin toward me. “I think most guys would pay to get the exposure they gave you, if it makes you feel any better.”

“I’m not like most guys.”

I stroke the side of his head. “No. You aren’t.”

He turns away again and mutters, “I wish I were. It would make things so much easier.”

I slide on top of him, straddling his hips, and lace my fingers in his hair. “I’m glad you’re not. Being like everyone else is overrated.” I shouldn’t do it, but he’s too tempting. I lean forward and kiss him. It’s only a peck, and I pull back, inches from his mouth.

Moments pass, and his erection hardens underneath me. We lock eyes, and our chests both rise and fall faster.

His arms circle me, and he hungrily tastes my mouth, swirling his tongue against mine. He strokes his finger along my spine, and I shiver as fiery heat burns in my veins.

“Sorry, I know I’m uncertainty,” I whisper against his lips.

He groans. “You’re killing me, Harper,” he murmurs then palms my head and kisses me with more urgency.

I reach for his pants.

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