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Focus, Paige.
“Hey,” I say. “What’s up?”
“I lost track of time talking to Peter,” he answers with a chuckle. “I haven’t seen him since the last building manager retreat when he?—”
“Well, if you want to go back down and hang out, that’s fine. I’m almost done up here, then it’s on to the second tower because, you know, Denver has two buildings, so there’s a lot left to do….”
“Right. Which is exactly why I wanted to come and find you,” he says.
I scribble in the margins of my paper. “Me?”
“Yeah. You. Keeper of the to-do list.” He squints with curiosity. “Are you okay?”
My throat clears. “I’m fine. I’m just in work mode.”
“I can see that.”
I smile as I turn around to perform a temperature check on the minibar fridge.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” he asks behind me.
“Yeah,” I answer. “Why do you ask?”
“You just seem stiff, that’s all.”
“Nope, not stiff. Totally fine.” I keep my back to him. “Very, very fine...”
A hand touches my hip from behind. Before I can react to it, a second hand rises to my shoulder and pushes my hair to the side.
“Oliver—”
He kisses the back of my neck as he slowly draws me even closer to his body. I inhale sharply, but my voice gets trapped in the depths of my throat as he kisses me again. Harder. Firmer.
Oliver pinches my chin and turns my head back, stealing a kiss from me.
No, wait.
Stop.
He touches down my body, his hands gliding over my breasts on their way down to my outer thighs. Trim nails drag across my skin as he inches my skirt upward.
Marking me. Claiming me.
“Wait—” I whisper, coming to my senses.
He silences me with another deep, tempting kiss.
I jolt away from him. “Oliver.”
He releases me, but the smile on his lips remains. “What is it?” he asks.
I take several breaths, but they barely do a thing to quell my racing threat. “It’s... two in the afternoon, for starters.”
“Well, it is called afternoon delight,” he jokes. “That’s the point.”
“Right. Afternoon delight. On company time in company accommodations in clothing that I... wrote off on my taxes because they’re for work.”
“Oh,” he says. “I see your concern.”
