Page 53 of Wicked Debt


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Elias

“Hello?”

I closed my eyes when I heard Kayla’s husky voice over the phone line, tried to fight back my overpowering reaction.

Failed miserably.

I was hard in an instant, the memory of being inside Kayla hitting me full force, so much so that I wanted to find her and bury my cock so deep inside her that she wouldn’t know where I ended and she began.

Had more than half a mind to do just that, but I resisted.

Refused to give in to my need for her.

Refused to let it control me.

So, I didn’t answer immediately, letting the emotion that hit me at the sound of her voice settle.

Then, I cleared my throat, hating the sound that was much too much like nervousness.

“My office. Thirty-five minutes,” I finally said.

I hung up the phone and then waited.

I had put off seeing her again for more reasons than I wanted to acknowledge.

There was no doubt that I wanted her.

But there were other considerations.

First and foremost, those pictures my father had shown me. Getting those answers gave me an excuse to be near her again, which was a nice benefit.

“You’re early,” I said when she knocked on the door and entered my office fifteen minutes later.

“What’s the deal today?” she said, completely ignoring what I had said.

So she was going to play all business today.

She was wearing those slacks and the button-down I had come to hate. The urge to shower her with the finest clothes money could buy was hard to resist.

But I knew she would reject any gifts I gave her.

I pretended that fact didn’t annoy the fuck out of me.

I shoved those feelings aside and looked at Kayla as she looked back at me, her face impassive, looking as she had for countless deals before.

But despite her best efforts, Kayla still had her tells.

Her posture, which was always straight, was even straighter now.

And there was tension around her jaw, something that wasn’t ordinarily there.

I noticed those subtle differences, wondered if I would have picked up on them before had I not made such an effort to not look at her.

Or maybe it was the fact that I had been with her that allowed me to see her with new eyes.

Whatever the case, I liked the fact that I had broken past a little bit of her facade, whatever the reason.

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