the message and felt an electric shock zing through her
body. A vision of Justin stark naked sitting in the steam room filled her mind.
The pressure of Justin’s lips on hers was a memory she’d been fighting all
day. It was bad enough she couldn’t sleep due to dreams about making love
with Justin, but going through her day trying to keep her mind on the task at
hand was nearly impossible.
There was no question in her mind that Justin only wanted facts related
to the work progress in the hotel. She was certain that memories of her in the
steam room did not haunt him. He had plenty of gorgeous women to help
him erase a simple kiss from his head. It was Shana’s guess that in a given
week, Justin probably had dozens of kisses, hundreds even, from several
others. He was a player and in her book, that was the same as a criminal. She
thought of all those women he’d known. There was no question in her mind
that he’d left a string of broken hearts. Such a man could never be trusted.
“None of which should matter to me in the least,” she told herself.
“Justin and I have a business relationship. Nothing more. Nothing else.”
Shana is stone , Justin thought to himself as he looked at the beautiful
woman sitting across from him on the banquette at L’Absinthe. He had hoped
the very Parisian décor and the French menu would have put a romantic
tone on their conversation, but Shana was all business. She kept her eyes so
focused on the budget sheets, he didn’t think she’d looked at him once.
The frosted tulip sconces cast a soft glow onto Shana’s blonde hair,
which she’d clipped to her nape. She told Justin she’d walked from the hotel
to the restaurant, which was no short distance and he saw the tote bag that
carried her Nike’s that attested to the truth of her statement. He guessed the
brisk walk was the cause of the still damp tendrils that had escaped the clip
and now dangled down the back of her neck.
Justin suddenly had an urge to kiss that creamy column of flesh. He
wanted to see if there was any response to him. Then he felt himself start
to get hard. He fought the blast of erotic sensations he felt as he listened to
Shana’s soft, melodious voice fill his ears. He tried not to linger on fantasies
of what he might have done, could have done in the steam room with her
had he not lied to her.
He stirred in his seat. He drank a huge slug of icy cold water. Then he
looked at her neck again. It was ivory white as if it had never seen the sun
a single day. He knew her skin was soft because he’d touched her breast
before.
My God, this is insane ! He thought to himself. She thinks she is just my
employee. She doesn’t know that I need her to be my wife. Get a grip, man.
Don’t blow this before you start .
She had asked him a question. Again with no response. Shana stared
at Justin. “You’re preoccupied with something. Maybe we should do this
later,” she suggested good -naturedly.
“I am,” he admitted with a slow smile. “I confess I was thinking how
beautiful you look today.”
Shana stared at him as if she hadn’t heard him. A compliment was just
about the last thing she’d expected from Justin’s lips. “What? Uh, I mean
thanks?”
He chuckled and sat back in his chair slipping his arm over the back,
which caused his suit jacket to open and reveal an expensive white silk shirt
that was cut close to his muscular chest that she remembered with incredible
clarity. Involuntarily, she licked her lips and then instantly caught herself.
Justin saw it and smiled more broadly. “You don’t believe you’re
beautiful?”
Shana got the impression he was teasing her now, which was fine in and
of itself, but why was he moving the conversation off business? He was the one who requested this meeting. Shana was confused and unfortunately, it
showed. “I suppose I do. I never gave it much thought, really.”
“Surely people have told you that all your
body. A vision of Justin stark naked sitting in the steam room filled her mind.
The pressure of Justin’s lips on hers was a memory she’d been fighting all
day. It was bad enough she couldn’t sleep due to dreams about making love
with Justin, but going through her day trying to keep her mind on the task at
hand was nearly impossible.
There was no question in her mind that Justin only wanted facts related
to the work progress in the hotel. She was certain that memories of her in the
steam room did not haunt him. He had plenty of gorgeous women to help
him erase a simple kiss from his head. It was Shana’s guess that in a given
week, Justin probably had dozens of kisses, hundreds even, from several
others. He was a player and in her book, that was the same as a criminal. She
thought of all those women he’d known. There was no question in her mind
that he’d left a string of broken hearts. Such a man could never be trusted.
“None of which should matter to me in the least,” she told herself.
“Justin and I have a business relationship. Nothing more. Nothing else.”
Shana is stone , Justin thought to himself as he looked at the beautiful
woman sitting across from him on the banquette at L’Absinthe. He had hoped
the very Parisian décor and the French menu would have put a romantic
tone on their conversation, but Shana was all business. She kept her eyes so
focused on the budget sheets, he didn’t think she’d looked at him once.
The frosted tulip sconces cast a soft glow onto Shana’s blonde hair,
which she’d clipped to her nape. She told Justin she’d walked from the hotel
to the restaurant, which was no short distance and he saw the tote bag that
carried her Nike’s that attested to the truth of her statement. He guessed the
brisk walk was the cause of the still damp tendrils that had escaped the clip
and now dangled down the back of her neck.
Justin suddenly had an urge to kiss that creamy column of flesh. He
wanted to see if there was any response to him. Then he felt himself start
to get hard. He fought the blast of erotic sensations he felt as he listened to
Shana’s soft, melodious voice fill his ears. He tried not to linger on fantasies
of what he might have done, could have done in the steam room with her
had he not lied to her.
He stirred in his seat. He drank a huge slug of icy cold water. Then he
looked at her neck again. It was ivory white as if it had never seen the sun
a single day. He knew her skin was soft because he’d touched her breast
before.
My God, this is insane ! He thought to himself. She thinks she is just my
employee. She doesn’t know that I need her to be my wife. Get a grip, man.
Don’t blow this before you start .
She had asked him a question. Again with no response. Shana stared
at Justin. “You’re preoccupied with something. Maybe we should do this
later,” she suggested good -naturedly.
“I am,” he admitted with a slow smile. “I confess I was thinking how
beautiful you look today.”
Shana stared at him as if she hadn’t heard him. A compliment was just
about the last thing she’d expected from Justin’s lips. “What? Uh, I mean
thanks?”
He chuckled and sat back in his chair slipping his arm over the back,
which caused his suit jacket to open and reveal an expensive white silk shirt
that was cut close to his muscular chest that she remembered with incredible
clarity. Involuntarily, she licked her lips and then instantly caught herself.
Justin saw it and smiled more broadly. “You don’t believe you’re
beautiful?”
Shana got the impression he was teasing her now, which was fine in and
of itself, but why was he moving the conversation off business? He was the one who requested this meeting. Shana was confused and unfortunately, it
showed. “I suppose I do. I never gave it much thought, really.”
“Surely people have told you that all your
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