stop at his
frantic plea and terrified expression. With just that look, all her anger
defused. His eyes widened in shock as she walked over to him and reached up to
stroke a hand over his clenched jaw.
“I believe you,” she whispered as
the tears in her eyes spilled over and ran down her cheeks.
Tag couldn’t help reaching for
her. His hands shook as he dragged her to him, engulfing her into the safety of
his arms. Caitlyn could feel the stiff evidence of his desire for her pulsing
against her stomach.
“Is that a natural state for
you?” Caitlyn’s question was muffled by his shirt.
“Damn, I look at you and I can’t
control my cock. I promise I’m usually not this sex crazed, but around you, I
can’t seem to control it. Just ignore him, baby.”
Tag couldn’t seem to let go of
her. He picked her up gently and strode over to the couch, placing her on his
lap so he could keep her in his arms. Cupping her face in his hands, he kissed
her, loving the taste of her on his lips. Placing his forehead against hers, he
closed his eyes. “Thank you for believing me, baby. I don’t want to lose you. I
can’t lose you.”
Caitlyn let out a little laugh. “How
could I not believe you? You don’t strike me as a man who says please or sorry
easily.”
Tag smiled. “You’re right, I
don’t.” He sobered as his eyes opened to connect with hers. “But I will say it
to you when I fuck up. And I did fuck up, baby. I’ll try not to mess up often, but
know that I’ll always apologize when I do. Just don’t leave me.”
“You scare me.”
Tag’s face was a mask of shocked
horror at her whispered confession. “My God, you have to know I would never
hurt you!”
She waved a hand in the air. “No,
of course not. I meant I’m scared of how you make me feel. I know you were
telling me the truth. What you said…I feel it too. And that scares me, because
I’ve never felt this way before.”
They sat there for a moment in
comfortable silence, the quiet murmur of voices outside the office the only noise
intruding on their world. Tag’s voice finally broke the calm. “Baby, do you
know you swear almost as much as me?” Just as he intended, Caitlyn laughed. The
sensual husky sound of her laughter sent a wave of desire straight to his
groin. God, he loved that sound.
“Yeah, I guess I can give you a
run for your money—” she looked around “—or maybe not. And I have a wicked
temper to boot.”
Tag gave a mocking shudder. “I
know it. Trust me when I say I never want to piss you off again.” A scowl
settled across his face. “Is that asshole really going to start trouble for you
at work?”
“Tag, Carl fired me.” Tag gave
her a curious glance as she laughed. “I was surprised he didn’t piss himself
the way you came down on him and Ryan looked like he was ready to run.”
Tag grunted. Mirth faded as she
rolled her shoulders and sighed. “That son of Satan won’t take me back. I guess
it doesn’t matter anyways, I can’t work with him after what he said.”
Tag kissed her forehead. “I don’t
need Manchester. I never did. I wasn’t lying when I told you the meeting I
scheduled was for you. Initially, I was hoping to steal you away and get you to
work for our marketing division. I still want you here. I know our relationship
might not make this easy for you, but I know we can work it out.”
“Umm, you as my boss? That could
get a bit sketchy don’t you think?”
Tag leaned back, his face determined.
“You do good work, Caitlyn. I’ve done the research and know what you are
capable of. My people know I was after you, professionally. You would be even
better if you worked with a team of people who had half a brain. Just promise
you’ll think about it.”
“Can you make it worth my while?”
she asked, trying for a little levity.
Tag named a salary that made Caitlyn’s
mouth go dry. He then rattled off benefits that would make the most jaded of
men weep with joy.
“Oh
frantic plea and terrified expression. With just that look, all her anger
defused. His eyes widened in shock as she walked over to him and reached up to
stroke a hand over his clenched jaw.
“I believe you,” she whispered as
the tears in her eyes spilled over and ran down her cheeks.
Tag couldn’t help reaching for
her. His hands shook as he dragged her to him, engulfing her into the safety of
his arms. Caitlyn could feel the stiff evidence of his desire for her pulsing
against her stomach.
“Is that a natural state for
you?” Caitlyn’s question was muffled by his shirt.
“Damn, I look at you and I can’t
control my cock. I promise I’m usually not this sex crazed, but around you, I
can’t seem to control it. Just ignore him, baby.”
Tag couldn’t seem to let go of
her. He picked her up gently and strode over to the couch, placing her on his
lap so he could keep her in his arms. Cupping her face in his hands, he kissed
her, loving the taste of her on his lips. Placing his forehead against hers, he
closed his eyes. “Thank you for believing me, baby. I don’t want to lose you. I
can’t lose you.”
Caitlyn let out a little laugh. “How
could I not believe you? You don’t strike me as a man who says please or sorry
easily.”
Tag smiled. “You’re right, I
don’t.” He sobered as his eyes opened to connect with hers. “But I will say it
to you when I fuck up. And I did fuck up, baby. I’ll try not to mess up often, but
know that I’ll always apologize when I do. Just don’t leave me.”
“You scare me.”
Tag’s face was a mask of shocked
horror at her whispered confession. “My God, you have to know I would never
hurt you!”
She waved a hand in the air. “No,
of course not. I meant I’m scared of how you make me feel. I know you were
telling me the truth. What you said…I feel it too. And that scares me, because
I’ve never felt this way before.”
They sat there for a moment in
comfortable silence, the quiet murmur of voices outside the office the only noise
intruding on their world. Tag’s voice finally broke the calm. “Baby, do you
know you swear almost as much as me?” Just as he intended, Caitlyn laughed. The
sensual husky sound of her laughter sent a wave of desire straight to his
groin. God, he loved that sound.
“Yeah, I guess I can give you a
run for your money—” she looked around “—or maybe not. And I have a wicked
temper to boot.”
Tag gave a mocking shudder. “I
know it. Trust me when I say I never want to piss you off again.” A scowl
settled across his face. “Is that asshole really going to start trouble for you
at work?”
“Tag, Carl fired me.” Tag gave
her a curious glance as she laughed. “I was surprised he didn’t piss himself
the way you came down on him and Ryan looked like he was ready to run.”
Tag grunted. Mirth faded as she
rolled her shoulders and sighed. “That son of Satan won’t take me back. I guess
it doesn’t matter anyways, I can’t work with him after what he said.”
Tag kissed her forehead. “I don’t
need Manchester. I never did. I wasn’t lying when I told you the meeting I
scheduled was for you. Initially, I was hoping to steal you away and get you to
work for our marketing division. I still want you here. I know our relationship
might not make this easy for you, but I know we can work it out.”
“Umm, you as my boss? That could
get a bit sketchy don’t you think?”
Tag leaned back, his face determined.
“You do good work, Caitlyn. I’ve done the research and know what you are
capable of. My people know I was after you, professionally. You would be even
better if you worked with a team of people who had half a brain. Just promise
you’ll think about it.”
“Can you make it worth my while?”
she asked, trying for a little levity.
Tag named a salary that made Caitlyn’s
mouth go dry. He then rattled off benefits that would make the most jaded of
men weep with joy.
“Oh
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