convince me how I’m wrong and your right because, frankly, I don’t like the way things are now.”
Chapter 6
Blinking, Abby couldn’t believe Jack was standing on the threshold of her office. His gorgeous face studied her and her heart lurched. It couldn’t happen. She had people counting on her. “Jack--”
“No, you’re going to hear me out.” He shut the office door and she stood as he walked further into the room.
Jack looked amazing. Sad, but amazing. He also looked determined, and she wasn’t sure if that was a turn on or frustrating. Maybe a bit of both?
Her chest constricted and her lungs didn’t want to perform the simple task of inhaling and exhaling. “If things were different, I would.”
Throwing the pen in her hand down on the desk, she stepped around to be closer to him. Close was fine, but in his arms, touching and kissing, was unacceptable. As tempting as it was, the situation would go from terrible to excruciating painful.
Jack dragged his gaze from her face over her chest and she suddenly wished she had on a different top than the fitted shirt she was wearing. His continued his studious look as it dipped over her skirt and took in her legs. He gaze drifted up to meet her eyes again and desire smoldered in the dark depths. Her skin heated, despite the cold emptiness in her heart. She knew what that expression led to and missed his touch and the comfort of his arms. Swallowing back nerves, she struggled to speak. “Jack, this is a bad--”
“No! Listen, please. Abby, I’ve not been myself today. I went from living to going through the motions. Then two days ago, I had a really bad day and you hopped on the bus I should never have been on. Monday night and yesterday I was different. I felt different, and all morning since the turn of events in the bedroom, that great feeling is gone.”
Sighing , his strong chest rose and fell. He slipped his hands into the pockets of his suit pants and hesitated then stepped a little closer.
“My clients are suing you , Jack. Not personally, but the company you own.” Her eyes closed and she debated her next words. She opened her eyes and hated this. “I wish things were different, trust me.”
“Then make things different , Abby. Show me why this is more important to you than giving what we had going a chance.” He now wore a frustrated expression and pulled his hands from his pockets to toss them heavenward. “I honestly thought we had a good thing.” Lowering his arms, he glanced around her office then cast a stubborn glare. “I told you that I always get what I want.”
“This is crazy , Jack. We haven’t been acquainted very long and…” Her voice trailed. What could she say? That she had cried for an hour before going to work and for another fifteen minutes after she had gotten there? That she had sobbed on Marcie’s shoulder over a man that was special from the moment they met?
“That’s the look I was waiting for Abby.” Jack closed the distance and wrapped her in his arms. Struggling not to give in, her body betrayed her when his lips came down on hers. Her breasts pressed against his chest and his hands slid from her back to the fabric of her skirt covering her butt. She pressed her belly gently against him and felt his arousal. Desire grew between her thighs. Her skin flamed and she met his tongue with her own as his entered her mouth.
Jack’s hold on her tightened and her nipples hardened. Her hands slipped to his chest and started sliding up. He let out a groan and the bulge in his pants grew.
What the hell am I doing?
Bracing her hands against him, she lifted her lips and opened her eyes. She stepped out of his arms and struggled for breath. His lashes opened. Not only was he aroused, but the enemy of her clients. She wanted to cry, not the most professional move, but the one that seemed the most fitting.
“A bby, I like what we had going. I liked waking up next to you. If you won’t drop the case, convince
Chapter 6
Blinking, Abby couldn’t believe Jack was standing on the threshold of her office. His gorgeous face studied her and her heart lurched. It couldn’t happen. She had people counting on her. “Jack--”
“No, you’re going to hear me out.” He shut the office door and she stood as he walked further into the room.
Jack looked amazing. Sad, but amazing. He also looked determined, and she wasn’t sure if that was a turn on or frustrating. Maybe a bit of both?
Her chest constricted and her lungs didn’t want to perform the simple task of inhaling and exhaling. “If things were different, I would.”
Throwing the pen in her hand down on the desk, she stepped around to be closer to him. Close was fine, but in his arms, touching and kissing, was unacceptable. As tempting as it was, the situation would go from terrible to excruciating painful.
Jack dragged his gaze from her face over her chest and she suddenly wished she had on a different top than the fitted shirt she was wearing. His continued his studious look as it dipped over her skirt and took in her legs. He gaze drifted up to meet her eyes again and desire smoldered in the dark depths. Her skin heated, despite the cold emptiness in her heart. She knew what that expression led to and missed his touch and the comfort of his arms. Swallowing back nerves, she struggled to speak. “Jack, this is a bad--”
“No! Listen, please. Abby, I’ve not been myself today. I went from living to going through the motions. Then two days ago, I had a really bad day and you hopped on the bus I should never have been on. Monday night and yesterday I was different. I felt different, and all morning since the turn of events in the bedroom, that great feeling is gone.”
Sighing , his strong chest rose and fell. He slipped his hands into the pockets of his suit pants and hesitated then stepped a little closer.
“My clients are suing you , Jack. Not personally, but the company you own.” Her eyes closed and she debated her next words. She opened her eyes and hated this. “I wish things were different, trust me.”
“Then make things different , Abby. Show me why this is more important to you than giving what we had going a chance.” He now wore a frustrated expression and pulled his hands from his pockets to toss them heavenward. “I honestly thought we had a good thing.” Lowering his arms, he glanced around her office then cast a stubborn glare. “I told you that I always get what I want.”
“This is crazy , Jack. We haven’t been acquainted very long and…” Her voice trailed. What could she say? That she had cried for an hour before going to work and for another fifteen minutes after she had gotten there? That she had sobbed on Marcie’s shoulder over a man that was special from the moment they met?
“That’s the look I was waiting for Abby.” Jack closed the distance and wrapped her in his arms. Struggling not to give in, her body betrayed her when his lips came down on hers. Her breasts pressed against his chest and his hands slid from her back to the fabric of her skirt covering her butt. She pressed her belly gently against him and felt his arousal. Desire grew between her thighs. Her skin flamed and she met his tongue with her own as his entered her mouth.
Jack’s hold on her tightened and her nipples hardened. Her hands slipped to his chest and started sliding up. He let out a groan and the bulge in his pants grew.
What the hell am I doing?
Bracing her hands against him, she lifted her lips and opened her eyes. She stepped out of his arms and struggled for breath. His lashes opened. Not only was he aroused, but the enemy of her clients. She wanted to cry, not the most professional move, but the one that seemed the most fitting.
“A bby, I like what we had going. I liked waking up next to you. If you won’t drop the case, convince
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