that?”
“How many times do you want me to apologize?”
“I need more than an apology if we try to make this work again.”
“Tell me what I need to do,” I pleaded, leaning closer to him. “I’ll do anything.”
“I’m the kind of guy who needs trust. That is the one thing you can’t give me, Jade—not anymore.”
“Then why are you even talking to me?” He studied my face for a minute, and my chest became tight as my heart began to beat furiously from all the adrenaline. Why was I suddenly feeling so hot?
“You have a hold on me I can’t explain.” His eyes darted behind me. “I’m sorry to monopolize Jade, Brian,” he muttered, still looking at me.
“I’m sure you are, Oliver,” Brian fumed, glaring at him. “I’ll see you in my office at nine a.m., Jade. We can finalize your drafts then.”
“Thank you, Mr.…I mean Brian,” I rebuffed.
“Have a wonderful afternoon, Jade.” With that, Mr. Brentford left.
“He’s pissed at me,” Oliver chuckled, watching him leave.
“Of course he is. We were on a business lunch !”
“Did you want dessert?” he asked, picking up the menu while completely ignoring my last comment. I wanted something but it wasn’t food, and I was sure he could read my face. He licked his lips and tilted his head, causing a gush of wetness between my legs.
“Only if you’re having something,” I managed to force out with a blush. It was amazing how easily I could go back to shy Jade. Maybe it was because I loved the way Oliver looked at that Jade—like he wanted to ride in on a white horse and save her. He had no idea just how past that I was, though. I could never be saved.
“Something tells me you’re not thinking about dessert right now,” he mused, raising his eyebrow at me. “I see some things haven’t changed between us. I’ve never felt a sexual attraction like this before.”
“You always have to bring everything back to sex, don’t you?”
“You were the one asking me to take you against the wall last night,” he quipped with a gleam in his eyes.
“Then you told me I should have kept on running!” I glared, raising my voice slightly.
“Let’s not do this here,” he winced. “Do you want dessert or not?” Was he still talking about food? I was completely lost.
“Why don’t we share one? I’m not that hungry.” Oliver nodded in agreement.
We quickly decided on the rich, chocolate mousse trio, and he ordered two more lagers while we waited.
“Brian didn’t see the funny side of your joke with the lager,” I giggled, playing with the empty bottle in front of me.
“I couldn’t resist. Sitting here, watching your face as he tried wine after wine—I could tell how bored you were.”
“You know me rather well.”
“Not that well,” he sighed, playing with his napkin. It wasn’t like Oliver to be restless. “Why did you leave me that night in Macon?” Whoa! We were doing this right now?
“Everything was happening so fast. I felt suffocated.”
“You could have told me. Why run? Was I really that bad?”
“Oliver, you hardly knew me and were declaring your love for me. You must see how frightening that is for a woman like me. I had no idea what you saw in me. What could someone like me really offer you? You’re this high-flying businessman who meets with world leaders and makes some kind of nuclear machines. How can someone like me fit into your world?”
“You would have fit perfectly, Jade,” he murmured, his voice as soft as velvet. There went another pair of panties.
“How can you know that?”
“You gave me a life outside of my job. No one has ever done that for me before. My desire for you was the best kind of distraction. It calmed me. I wasn’t thinking about work twenty-four-seven.” He always had a way of speaking straight to my heart. I was elated that I could make him feel that way. “I know you fell for me, too. What I want to know is why you fought it? Why did you
“How many times do you want me to apologize?”
“I need more than an apology if we try to make this work again.”
“Tell me what I need to do,” I pleaded, leaning closer to him. “I’ll do anything.”
“I’m the kind of guy who needs trust. That is the one thing you can’t give me, Jade—not anymore.”
“Then why are you even talking to me?” He studied my face for a minute, and my chest became tight as my heart began to beat furiously from all the adrenaline. Why was I suddenly feeling so hot?
“You have a hold on me I can’t explain.” His eyes darted behind me. “I’m sorry to monopolize Jade, Brian,” he muttered, still looking at me.
“I’m sure you are, Oliver,” Brian fumed, glaring at him. “I’ll see you in my office at nine a.m., Jade. We can finalize your drafts then.”
“Thank you, Mr.…I mean Brian,” I rebuffed.
“Have a wonderful afternoon, Jade.” With that, Mr. Brentford left.
“He’s pissed at me,” Oliver chuckled, watching him leave.
“Of course he is. We were on a business lunch !”
“Did you want dessert?” he asked, picking up the menu while completely ignoring my last comment. I wanted something but it wasn’t food, and I was sure he could read my face. He licked his lips and tilted his head, causing a gush of wetness between my legs.
“Only if you’re having something,” I managed to force out with a blush. It was amazing how easily I could go back to shy Jade. Maybe it was because I loved the way Oliver looked at that Jade—like he wanted to ride in on a white horse and save her. He had no idea just how past that I was, though. I could never be saved.
“Something tells me you’re not thinking about dessert right now,” he mused, raising his eyebrow at me. “I see some things haven’t changed between us. I’ve never felt a sexual attraction like this before.”
“You always have to bring everything back to sex, don’t you?”
“You were the one asking me to take you against the wall last night,” he quipped with a gleam in his eyes.
“Then you told me I should have kept on running!” I glared, raising my voice slightly.
“Let’s not do this here,” he winced. “Do you want dessert or not?” Was he still talking about food? I was completely lost.
“Why don’t we share one? I’m not that hungry.” Oliver nodded in agreement.
We quickly decided on the rich, chocolate mousse trio, and he ordered two more lagers while we waited.
“Brian didn’t see the funny side of your joke with the lager,” I giggled, playing with the empty bottle in front of me.
“I couldn’t resist. Sitting here, watching your face as he tried wine after wine—I could tell how bored you were.”
“You know me rather well.”
“Not that well,” he sighed, playing with his napkin. It wasn’t like Oliver to be restless. “Why did you leave me that night in Macon?” Whoa! We were doing this right now?
“Everything was happening so fast. I felt suffocated.”
“You could have told me. Why run? Was I really that bad?”
“Oliver, you hardly knew me and were declaring your love for me. You must see how frightening that is for a woman like me. I had no idea what you saw in me. What could someone like me really offer you? You’re this high-flying businessman who meets with world leaders and makes some kind of nuclear machines. How can someone like me fit into your world?”
“You would have fit perfectly, Jade,” he murmured, his voice as soft as velvet. There went another pair of panties.
“How can you know that?”
“You gave me a life outside of my job. No one has ever done that for me before. My desire for you was the best kind of distraction. It calmed me. I wasn’t thinking about work twenty-four-seven.” He always had a way of speaking straight to my heart. I was elated that I could make him feel that way. “I know you fell for me, too. What I want to know is why you fought it? Why did you
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