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Infatuation (Club Destiny #4) Page 7
Author: Nicole Edwards

He damn sure felt her presence. For weeks now she had invaded his thoughts at the most inopportune times, making his dick hard as all of the things he wanted to do to her replayed over and over in his head.

“No need for pleasantries, McKenna.” Tag breathed in her sweet, addictive scent, and was immediately reminded of the last time he was there in her office.

It had been an innocent visit. At Logan’s request, Tag met with McKenna to get a feel for what her intentions were, in regards to any stories related to Club Destiny. For about a week, she had been hinting at future details, but to this day, she still hadn’t written anything about the club. Based on this morning’s article, it appeared she’d taken a more personal interest. On one hand, that was a good thing for his client, but for him personally, it was proving to be a bit of a problem.

A physical one.

“Why –” The catch in her breath was evident and he knew he’d taken her by surprise, but this was something else.

“Don’t play dumb with me, darlin’. You want to find out what toys I keep in my dungeon? I’ll be more than happy to show you, under one condition,” he growled low in her ear, allowing his lips to brush lightly against the soft flesh of her lobe, using his teeth to nip lightly until he felt her shiver.

Son of a bitch.

This woman was bound and determined to push him, and he knew it. So why was he letting her?

“What’s the condition?” she asked, still breathless.

“I get to tie you up and use them on you.” He slid his knee between her thighs, wishing like hell she’d worn one of those short skirts she favored. Instead, she’d opted for jeans, but even through the denim, he could feel the heat of her pussy against his thigh.

When she put her palms on his chest and pushed, Tag conceded, backing away from her, but not turning away.

“Who the fuck do you think you are?” McKenna bit out, glaring at him with those exotic eyes.

“Me? Honey, I’m not the one posting lies about you all over the fucking internet.”

“Lies?” The incredulity in her voice rang loud and clear. “I happen to have a very reliable source, honey,” she retorted.

He didn’t doubt there was someone out there who was willing to talk, but whether they were reliable was debatable.

“What’s your fucking problem, McKenna?” Tag asked, feeling the anger roil in his gut. It didn’t matter that his dick was like an iron fucking rod thanks to her, or that he was turned on more than he had been in years by one single woman, he was still pissed.

“Problem?” That sweet, innocent tone of hers wasn’t fooling him in the least. He watched as she walked over to her chair and then took a seat behind her desk.

He didn’t blame her for wanting to put some distance between them. Whatever spark had ignited when Tag touched her was roaring into an uncontrollable, scorching sea of flames that neither of them could get away from, let alone deny.

“Yes. Problem. Can’t you just leave well enough alone?” he asked, perching on the edge of the long, leather sofa at the far end of her office.

“I happen to know my readers are very curious about what it is you keep in your closet,” she laughed, but Tag felt her tension.

Sexual tension.

“Darlin’, you don’t have to pretend it’s your readers who want to know. If you’re so interested, I’ll be more than happy to give you a tour of my closet.”

Tag knew her source hadn’t revealed any such thing, but he wasn’t going to deny that he did have a few toys on hand. Granted, they weren’t in his closet, or even at his house. They were at his private room at the club, which in no way resembled a dungeon.

If she was willing, and he’d bet money she was, Tag would be more than happy to show her where he kept them.

“Give me an exclusive,” McKenna said, standing suddenly from her chair and damn near making his head spin from the abrupt change of topic.

“An exclusive what?”

“I want to do an exclusive story on Club Destiny. You can give me the tour. It’ll satisfy my readers, and it will get the crazy lady off your back at the same time?”

“Who? You?” Tag pretended not to know McKenna was referring to Susan. At the moment, he wasn’t sure which of them was crazier – Susan for confusing lust for love, or McKenna for daring to make this personal.

Either way, he had to admit, it wasn’t a terrible idea.

Those inquisitive eyes of hers raked him up and down, and Tag fought the urge to press her against the wall one more time. Only this time, he was going to take what she was offering.

Tag was hypnotized as he watched McKenna pace back and forth, speaking out loud, but obviously not to him. He was mesmerized by the long lines of her graceful body, the gentle flare of her hips and the perfection of her ass encased in those expensive jeans. As she moved, her hips swayed seductively, her long, lustrous red hair hanging board straight down her back, grazing the waistband of those low slung jeans.

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