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Wesley smiled. “No. I certainly hope not.”
I put my hand on his chest. “Can I be honest?”
Wesley rested his hand on top of mine. “Please.”
“I’ve wanted to do this for a long time. I never thought you’d feel the same or that it’d ever happen, but —”
“Me too.”
I resisted a huge grin, but it came out anyway.
“Cara…” Wesley touched my cheek and ghosted a finger over my lower lip. “I think about you all the time.”
I wondered if his thoughts of me were just sexual or if there was more there. But at the root of all of this were a few simple facts. One: he was my boss. Two: he was much older than me. And three: everything about this was wrong.
So why did it feel so right?
“Then we should do it again. If you’d like.”
Wesley smiled, a satisfied look in his eyes. “I’d like that very much.”
“Good. Me too.”
Without another word, Wesley gently pulled me into his chest and kissed the top of my head. “I hope you don’t mind, but I like this part, too.”
I held my tongue from saying what really was on my mind.I don’t mind at all. In fact, you could keep me right here forever, if you want.
Chapter18
Wesley
I pulled up to the house midday on a Friday to pick up Cara for her appointment with Danny.
Cara came out of the house in a wool winter coat and waved to me as she flew down the stairs. In a flash, she’d thrown herself into the front seat of my car and planted her lips on mine.
“Mmm.” Her lips on mine still filled my entire body with warmth. “Hello.”
She giggled. “Hello.” She kissed me again quickly. “Thank you for coming with me today.”
“It’s my pleasure.”
“You know it means a lot to me.” Her hand slid down to my bicep and she squeezed.
I had insisted on going with her so I could assist her. But really, my motives were selfish. I’d noticed in our short encounter all those weeks ago that Danny Morden was less than professional with her. Coupled with Cara’s passing mention of his advances, I was on high alert.
Protecting Cara had been a priority since the moment I saved her from being hit by Danny’s car. I felt a possessiveness that I didn’t want to examine too closely. I just hadn’t really acknowledged it until we’d made love.
From that moment on, we’d barely been able to keep our hands off one another. Two weeks of blissful rendezvous, hidden from the light of day and of course, from Lucy. But with each other, nothing was off-limits.
Even though Cara was not explicitly mine, I wasn’t going to let some other man try and pull her away from me.
“You better to be careful with those hands, or we might not even make it to the appointment.”
“Is that a threat?”
“It’s a promise.”
Cara laughed and let go of me. “Alright, I’ll be good.”
