deeply, as if she were suddenly embarrassed.
He
wasn’t sure why she would be embarrassed, but it made her look even more
desirable, and he felt his groin tightening again at the sight.
“Anyway,
the point is I would have been happy to do what you’d been planning if you’d
bother to let me know what it was!”
“Okay.
Fine. I’m sorry,” he muttered, unused to seeing Sarah so intense and demanding
and unsettled by how irresistible he was finding it.
He
was used to her fitting herself around him so smoothly he was barely aware of
her a lot of the time. He hadn’t realized she was so passionate. About
anything.
He
wondered if she’d be passionate in bed.
He
really shouldn’t have wondered that. He was fully aroused now, and he shifted
awkwardly, making sure to position himself under the covers in a way that it
wouldn’t show.
She
sighed deeply and seemed to release all of her urgency. “I’m sorry,” she
murmured, “I shouldn’t have been…been so snippy. But please try to talk to me a
little more. I’m doing my best, but it’s hard. I don’t want to mess this up.”
“You’re
doing great,” he said, since she looked momentarily insecure. “I appreciate you
doing it at all. Was shopping really so bad?”
“No.
It wasn’t that bad. I’m just not a shopping kind of person. They were both
really nice. Even Laurel, even though at first I thought…Anyway, it was fine.
It just got a little weird when they kept wanting me to buy lingerie too.”
The
image of Sarah in sexy lingerie was one he wished hadn’t entered his mind. Then
he thought about her in the stockings she was wearing the day before. Tumbled
and sleepy as she’d been when he’d woken her up earlier this week.
It
took all of his self-control not to roll over and kiss her the way he had that
morning. That kiss had been spontaneous, just to prove he could act
appropriately engaged, but it had felt real in a way it shouldn’t.
He
wanted to do it again. He wanted to do even more.
He
wanted Sarah. Bad.
He
turned out the light so he couldn’t see her anymore. Then he waited very
uncomfortably until her breathing slowed and deepened.
When
she was asleep, he got up and went to the bathroom to take care of the
inconvenient erection as quickly and quietly as he could.
Chapter
Four
Sarah woke up feeling
way too warm and cozy.
She
knew immediately something was wrong—she never woke up feeling so good.
Shifting a little, she felt something hard and hot beneath her cheek and
against her chest and belly. She lifted her head and peered through heavy
eyelids to see Jonathan’s face just a few inches from hers.
Sucking
in a quick breath, she drew back the arm that was wrapped around his waist and
rolled over so she wasn’t pressed up against his side. Her cheek was hot from
being smashed up against his chest.
She
must have rolled over to snuggle with him in her sleep, she realized with a
wave of embarrassment.
Fortunately,
he was still asleep. Or he had been until she jerked away. He looked up at her
groggily, his brown eyes disoriented and strangely soft. “Hi,” he said.
Despite
herself, she couldn’t help but smile in response. “Hi.” An almost irresistible
impulse hit her. She wanted to curl up beside him again, tuck herself beneath
his arm, feel him breathe beneath her cheek.
She
wanted it so badly it hurt.
But
this was Jonathan. Her boss. And she could never have him that way. Even if she
didn’t work for him, he would never want her .
“What
time is it?” Jonathan asked. He could have looked over at the clock himself,
but he didn’t. He was still gazing up at her with sleepy affection.
It
wasn’t affection. She wasn’t so foolish as to believe so. It must just be how he
looked when he first woke up.
“Not
even five. Too early to get up.”
He
made a murmured sound of affirmation, and she settled herself under the covers,
still fighting the impulse to scoot closer to him. He breathed beside her,
slowly,
He
wasn’t sure why she would be embarrassed, but it made her look even more
desirable, and he felt his groin tightening again at the sight.
“Anyway,
the point is I would have been happy to do what you’d been planning if you’d
bother to let me know what it was!”
“Okay.
Fine. I’m sorry,” he muttered, unused to seeing Sarah so intense and demanding
and unsettled by how irresistible he was finding it.
He
was used to her fitting herself around him so smoothly he was barely aware of
her a lot of the time. He hadn’t realized she was so passionate. About
anything.
He
wondered if she’d be passionate in bed.
He
really shouldn’t have wondered that. He was fully aroused now, and he shifted
awkwardly, making sure to position himself under the covers in a way that it
wouldn’t show.
She
sighed deeply and seemed to release all of her urgency. “I’m sorry,” she
murmured, “I shouldn’t have been…been so snippy. But please try to talk to me a
little more. I’m doing my best, but it’s hard. I don’t want to mess this up.”
“You’re
doing great,” he said, since she looked momentarily insecure. “I appreciate you
doing it at all. Was shopping really so bad?”
“No.
It wasn’t that bad. I’m just not a shopping kind of person. They were both
really nice. Even Laurel, even though at first I thought…Anyway, it was fine.
It just got a little weird when they kept wanting me to buy lingerie too.”
The
image of Sarah in sexy lingerie was one he wished hadn’t entered his mind. Then
he thought about her in the stockings she was wearing the day before. Tumbled
and sleepy as she’d been when he’d woken her up earlier this week.
It
took all of his self-control not to roll over and kiss her the way he had that
morning. That kiss had been spontaneous, just to prove he could act
appropriately engaged, but it had felt real in a way it shouldn’t.
He
wanted to do it again. He wanted to do even more.
He
wanted Sarah. Bad.
He
turned out the light so he couldn’t see her anymore. Then he waited very
uncomfortably until her breathing slowed and deepened.
When
she was asleep, he got up and went to the bathroom to take care of the
inconvenient erection as quickly and quietly as he could.
Chapter
Four
Sarah woke up feeling
way too warm and cozy.
She
knew immediately something was wrong—she never woke up feeling so good.
Shifting a little, she felt something hard and hot beneath her cheek and
against her chest and belly. She lifted her head and peered through heavy
eyelids to see Jonathan’s face just a few inches from hers.
Sucking
in a quick breath, she drew back the arm that was wrapped around his waist and
rolled over so she wasn’t pressed up against his side. Her cheek was hot from
being smashed up against his chest.
She
must have rolled over to snuggle with him in her sleep, she realized with a
wave of embarrassment.
Fortunately,
he was still asleep. Or he had been until she jerked away. He looked up at her
groggily, his brown eyes disoriented and strangely soft. “Hi,” he said.
Despite
herself, she couldn’t help but smile in response. “Hi.” An almost irresistible
impulse hit her. She wanted to curl up beside him again, tuck herself beneath
his arm, feel him breathe beneath her cheek.
She
wanted it so badly it hurt.
But
this was Jonathan. Her boss. And she could never have him that way. Even if she
didn’t work for him, he would never want her .
“What
time is it?” Jonathan asked. He could have looked over at the clock himself,
but he didn’t. He was still gazing up at her with sleepy affection.
It
wasn’t affection. She wasn’t so foolish as to believe so. It must just be how he
looked when he first woke up.
“Not
even five. Too early to get up.”
He
made a murmured sound of affirmation, and she settled herself under the covers,
still fighting the impulse to scoot closer to him. He breathed beside her,
slowly,
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