with her breathing. He broke away and stared into her dilated eyes. Cassie was as turned on as he.
“Do you know what you do to me?” he asked.
She shook her head.
Blaze took her hand and rested her palm on top of his trousers where his bulge was clearly outlined.
His finger circled the tip of her breast. “I want you so damn bad.”
“This doesn’t change what you did,” she said.
Blaze cursed and looked up at the sky. He wished he could turn back the clock and tell her a million times how much he loved and cared about her. The past three years had taught him everything about the true meaning of lust and love. Back then he should have told his father no. Living with Francesca and witnessing the true maliciousness of the woman had shown him how stupid his actions had been.
For the year Cassie worked for the Sinclair Industry he’d felt more alive and welcome than in the two months of married life he’d spent with Francesca.
Blaze recalled the wedding and the honeymoon period. They’d gone away to Milan , where he spent the whole time wishing he was with another woman. And Francesca had spent it shopping in all the designer boutiques. His marriage had been a nightmare and one he hoped to never relive again.
“I know. Back then I was a stupid man. A heartless fool. Please, Cassie. Give me one more chance. I know I’m divorced, and I’ve got a son now, but couldn’t you find it in your heart to give us a shot?” he pleaded. He ran his thumb over her plump bottom lip. She had the sexiest mouth he’d ever tasted. He wanted to kiss her and make love to her and spend the rest of his life with her. Chris was a meddling bastard, but in this he seemed to know what he was doing.
“What if it doesn’t work?” she asked.
He understood her fear. When she had given herself to him all that time ago, he’d taken and dumped her faster than anything.
“Take a chance. You’re a business woman. I know you felt something for me back then. Seeing you here with my family – in fact just seeing you – has reminded me how much I’ve missed you. I want you, Cassie. This time, the next three weeks, gives us a chance to see what we could be.”
Blaze stopped and waited for her answer. He lifted the strap of her summer dress and covered up her body. He took her hand away from the length of his cock and brushed a kiss across her knuckles.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
He smiled. “I’m going to show you I want you for more than sex. For the next three weeks, no sex. We have each other’s company.”
“So, sex is off the menu?”
Did he detect disappointment?”
“Yes.”
Blaze smiled, held her hand and waited.
“Fine. The next two weeks.”
He leaned down and kissed her once on the lips. “Thank you. You won’t regret it.” He walked her back to her room and wished her goodnight. After checking on his son, Blaze went to his own room.
He poured a glass of bourbon and toasted his reflection.
“To second chances,” he said.
Blaze slung back the dark liquid and went to bed, his mind awash with plans for seduction.
Chapter Eight
“I thought we could take a trip into town. We could take Blaze Junior to the fair and then have a dinner at a restaurant?” Blaze asked.
Cassie couldn’t take her eyes away from the arguing couple on the lawn. David and Molly were having yet another argument.
“Why does she stay with him if all they do is argue?” she asked.
“What?”
“Your parents. They only argue.” She pointed down to the main lawn. Cassie spotted his son on the other side of the lawn playing with his uncles, the young boy completely oblivious to the spat occurring.
“Molly isn’t my mother.”
She turned back to Blaze, shocked by the anger in his tone.
“Explain?”
Her ex-boss ran his fingers through his hair, and she couldn’t help being drawn to the movement. Those hands and fingers had touched her body intimately the previous night. Her heart sped up, and she
“Do you know what you do to me?” he asked.
She shook her head.
Blaze took her hand and rested her palm on top of his trousers where his bulge was clearly outlined.
His finger circled the tip of her breast. “I want you so damn bad.”
“This doesn’t change what you did,” she said.
Blaze cursed and looked up at the sky. He wished he could turn back the clock and tell her a million times how much he loved and cared about her. The past three years had taught him everything about the true meaning of lust and love. Back then he should have told his father no. Living with Francesca and witnessing the true maliciousness of the woman had shown him how stupid his actions had been.
For the year Cassie worked for the Sinclair Industry he’d felt more alive and welcome than in the two months of married life he’d spent with Francesca.
Blaze recalled the wedding and the honeymoon period. They’d gone away to Milan , where he spent the whole time wishing he was with another woman. And Francesca had spent it shopping in all the designer boutiques. His marriage had been a nightmare and one he hoped to never relive again.
“I know. Back then I was a stupid man. A heartless fool. Please, Cassie. Give me one more chance. I know I’m divorced, and I’ve got a son now, but couldn’t you find it in your heart to give us a shot?” he pleaded. He ran his thumb over her plump bottom lip. She had the sexiest mouth he’d ever tasted. He wanted to kiss her and make love to her and spend the rest of his life with her. Chris was a meddling bastard, but in this he seemed to know what he was doing.
“What if it doesn’t work?” she asked.
He understood her fear. When she had given herself to him all that time ago, he’d taken and dumped her faster than anything.
“Take a chance. You’re a business woman. I know you felt something for me back then. Seeing you here with my family – in fact just seeing you – has reminded me how much I’ve missed you. I want you, Cassie. This time, the next three weeks, gives us a chance to see what we could be.”
Blaze stopped and waited for her answer. He lifted the strap of her summer dress and covered up her body. He took her hand away from the length of his cock and brushed a kiss across her knuckles.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
He smiled. “I’m going to show you I want you for more than sex. For the next three weeks, no sex. We have each other’s company.”
“So, sex is off the menu?”
Did he detect disappointment?”
“Yes.”
Blaze smiled, held her hand and waited.
“Fine. The next two weeks.”
He leaned down and kissed her once on the lips. “Thank you. You won’t regret it.” He walked her back to her room and wished her goodnight. After checking on his son, Blaze went to his own room.
He poured a glass of bourbon and toasted his reflection.
“To second chances,” he said.
Blaze slung back the dark liquid and went to bed, his mind awash with plans for seduction.
Chapter Eight
“I thought we could take a trip into town. We could take Blaze Junior to the fair and then have a dinner at a restaurant?” Blaze asked.
Cassie couldn’t take her eyes away from the arguing couple on the lawn. David and Molly were having yet another argument.
“Why does she stay with him if all they do is argue?” she asked.
“What?”
“Your parents. They only argue.” She pointed down to the main lawn. Cassie spotted his son on the other side of the lawn playing with his uncles, the young boy completely oblivious to the spat occurring.
“Molly isn’t my mother.”
She turned back to Blaze, shocked by the anger in his tone.
“Explain?”
Her ex-boss ran his fingers through his hair, and she couldn’t help being drawn to the movement. Those hands and fingers had touched her body intimately the previous night. Her heart sped up, and she
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