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Author: Lauren Blakely

Her eyes widened, inviting more slapping.

“If you tempt me like that, beautiful, I will insist on you staying the night so I can spend more time with you and your gorgeous ass,” he said, back to his playful self.

“I better not tempt you then, since we’re both so busy.”

“How ever will you fit me in tomorrow?” he asked, raising an eyebrow as they stepped into the lift.

Reaching for the collar of his shirt, she tugged him close, and lowered her voice to its sexiest purr. “The same way I fit you in this week. All that wetness,” she said, grabbing his hand, and placing it between her legs as she lifted up her skirt, savoring the reaction her words elicited from him. Another groan. Another press of his body against her. She removed his hand as the elevator shot down. “But I’d hate to tempt you anymore.”

“I’d hate it if you didn’t tempt me,” he growled, and then lifted her up against the elevator wall, wrapped her legs around his hips, and gave her a tease of what would likely happen the next night.

She expected him to continue on like this for the whole ride down, but instead he gently lowered her to the floor, and leaned in to her neck, whispering in her ear. “I’m having a great time with you. I can’t wait to see you again.”

Instinct told her to toss out a witty comeback, to say, Presumptuous, are you? But tomorrow sounded damn good to her. So she simply said, “Me too.”

When they reached the lobby, he took her hand. As his fingers laced through hers, she felt a rush of something else entirely. Not the heat that had been spreading through her body all week, but a softness, a sweetness that this man seemed to possess. He held her hand as they crossed the marble floor and passed the doorman, out onto Fifth Avenue. A town car idled. A chauffeur in a black cap popped out, and opened the door.

“Your chariot,” Jack said, with a grin.

The first night he’d done this she’d said, “You didn’t have to. I would have been fine with a cab,” because she was used to taking care of herself. Now she was used to the service from him. She liked all the services he provided, come to think of it.

“By the way, do you like the symphony?”

“I haven’t been in ages.”

“Would you like to rectify that on Saturday night?”

The symphony sounded less like thirty nights of sex and more like a path to romance. Even so, she said yes.

CHAPTER EIGHT

Surface Scratching

Kana crossed her legs, waiting for him to answer the question of why he was annoyed today.

Because the regret was suffocating. He was tired of regret. Because he was tired of thinking he deserved to not feel regret. Absolution wasn’t coming through therapy. How could it? Jack’s world was eminently logical, and he believed in one plus one equaling two. How could he see anything but the mathematical relationship between the events?

One, he told Aubrey he didn’t want to marry her, and two, twenty minutes later, she died.

Aubrey didn’t crash into trees. Aubrey flew down the slopes, but she did it with control.

Except for that time.

He was the trigger. His lack of love the loaded gun. An impossible choice. He’d picked wrong. Hadn’t he?

“This woman I’m seeing asked me about impossible choices,” he offered as he crossed his arms over his chest.

“And how did that make you feel?” Kana asked during their third session; this one had been moved to late morning because he had a lunch meeting. Jack wasn’t sure if they were making progress. He didn’t know what progress would look or feel like. Or how he was supposed to feel.

“Like shit,” he said, spitting out the words.

“Why? Did it touch a nerve?”

He nodded. She paused, tilted her head, waited. Shrinks were good at waiting. Waiting for you to cough up answers. He didn’t have any to serve.

“Are you going to tell me about these impossible choices that have brought you here?”

He shrugged. “I don’t know.”

He didn’t know why the hell he needed to open up to anyone. Casey knew. Why did anyone else need to know?

“How do you feel keeping it all to yourself?” she asked.

The same way he’d felt for a year. The same way he’d felt since the Ski Patrol carted Aubrey’s body down the mountain. Like hell. Like he was cloaked in the guilt that clawed away at him. The only thing that made it go away was Michelle. Being with her, being close with her, fucking her into the fantastic bliss that only sex could bring. Yeah, that was the kind of therapy he needed.

“Fine,” he muttered, his mind on Michelle; the nights with her were doing a far better job blanking out this mangled stew of emotions in his gut.

Hell, it wasn’t only the sex. It was the before, during and after. It was all of it. It was her. She was sexy and she was guileless. She was naughty and she was direct.

She was two floors away from him right now. He wanted to see her. Wanted to touch her, taste her, hear her laugh, watch her raise an eyebrow at some comment he made. Then take her.

When he was through with Kana, he pushed open the door to the stairwell, ready to head up the steps to her office. But he stopped himself. She had a job to do. He couldn’t go barging in.

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to: [email protected]

date: Sept 19, 12:02 PM

subject: Could you sense my masculine intensity just two floors down?

Was so tempted to stop by your office a few minutes ago.

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to: [email protected]

date: Sept 19, 12:04 PM

subject: Ah, that was the heady scent wafting into my office

Just finished with a session. Too bad I missed a potential “session” with you. I’d have happily let you eat me out again.

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to: [email protected]

date: Sept 19, 12:09 PM

subject: Starving now

You little fucking naughty dirty vixen.

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date: Sept 19, 12:12 PM

subject: Only scratched the surface of dirty

That’s how you like me.

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