Moment of Weakness - The Esquire Girls Series - Hailey (Book 1) by Cassie-Ann L. Miller
Authors: Cassie-Ann L. Miller
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rushing straight to the elevator. I hit the call button and the door slides open immediately. I thank my lucky stars that I’ve gotten away from him. I’m far too mortified to ever face him again. I don’t know what the hell I was thinking last night. It’s not my style – showing up horny and desperate at some guy’s house in the middle of the night.
I enter the elevator alone and hit the button for the 7 th floor. Just as the doors start to slide shut, a large hand reaches out to stop them.
Jackson is standing there tall, commanding and green-eyed. “Hailey…” he says my name in a soft growl as he steps onto the lift. I gasp softly at the sound of it. “Come back to my place tonight. Let’s finish what we started.”
My lips part involuntarily as the elevator commences its climb and I’m struggling to breathe. The small space we’re enclosed in is too compact for the intense sexual energy crackling between us. Still, he takes a step closer.
“Let me fuck you, Hailey…You want that.”
I feel the flesh between my legs clench violently.
He’s always such a perfect gentleman – holding doors for me, getting into cabs just to protect me and not to mention, taking down muggers to retrieve my purse – but seeing this crude, sexual side of him is a serious aphrodisiac.
“I don’t want that,” I say quietly. The lie burns my throat. The truth is, I want to give my body to him, right here in this elevator. But as Ruthie learned the hard way, what goes on in the elevators of this building doesn’t necessarily stay in the elevators of this building.
“You’re lying. Don’t do that.”
I press my back into the side of the lift trying to put as much space as possible between us. Maybe then my brain will start working again. “You and me? It’s a bad idea.”
Jackson’s hands leap to my hips and pull me close to him. “’You and me’ is a damned good idea, Hailey.” His lips barely graze mine before I turn away from him.
The elevator screeches to a halt on the 7 th floor. I move away from him quickly. The last thing I want is for someone to see us in such an intimate position. I don’t want any gossip being spread around the office.
He takes a deep breath. “Fine,” he says simply before taking a step backward.
The doors open and I take my first step off as quickly as I can. I need to get away from this man before my body makes me do something stupid.
I run headlong into Matt.
His initial reaction is irritation. He holds me squarely by the shoulders. “Hey. Hey. Slow down,” he says before releasing me to adjust the lapels of his navy blue overcoat. But when he notices Jackson leaning against the back wall of the elevator, his expression changes. Curiosity scrunches at his brows. He glances from me to Jackson and back again.
I hurry away and don’t look back. Not even when I hear the elevator doors rattle closed.
Chapter 18
“So, last week, you call telling me that you walked in on the guy you were sleeping with screwing his secretary. And now, this week, you’re telling me that you’re ready to start screwing some other guy?” I can hear the skepticism and judgment in Kimberly’s voice.
“Kimmy, don’t twist my words,” I say defensively. “I never said that I’m ready to start screwing him.”
She pushes a deep breath past her lips. “Hailey, you didn’t have to say it. I know you – if you didn’t want to sleep with him, we wouldn’t have spent the past half hour talking about him. I can practically hear you blushing over the phone.”
I turn an even deeper shade of red. I tear my gaze away from the cheval mirror leaning against my bedroom wall, too embarrassed to even look at myself. Kimberly knows me too well and she shamelessly uses it against me when I try to be dishonest with her…or with myself.
“Look, Hailey – I know that you went to New York looking for
I enter the elevator alone and hit the button for the 7 th floor. Just as the doors start to slide shut, a large hand reaches out to stop them.
Jackson is standing there tall, commanding and green-eyed. “Hailey…” he says my name in a soft growl as he steps onto the lift. I gasp softly at the sound of it. “Come back to my place tonight. Let’s finish what we started.”
My lips part involuntarily as the elevator commences its climb and I’m struggling to breathe. The small space we’re enclosed in is too compact for the intense sexual energy crackling between us. Still, he takes a step closer.
“Let me fuck you, Hailey…You want that.”
I feel the flesh between my legs clench violently.
He’s always such a perfect gentleman – holding doors for me, getting into cabs just to protect me and not to mention, taking down muggers to retrieve my purse – but seeing this crude, sexual side of him is a serious aphrodisiac.
“I don’t want that,” I say quietly. The lie burns my throat. The truth is, I want to give my body to him, right here in this elevator. But as Ruthie learned the hard way, what goes on in the elevators of this building doesn’t necessarily stay in the elevators of this building.
“You’re lying. Don’t do that.”
I press my back into the side of the lift trying to put as much space as possible between us. Maybe then my brain will start working again. “You and me? It’s a bad idea.”
Jackson’s hands leap to my hips and pull me close to him. “’You and me’ is a damned good idea, Hailey.” His lips barely graze mine before I turn away from him.
The elevator screeches to a halt on the 7 th floor. I move away from him quickly. The last thing I want is for someone to see us in such an intimate position. I don’t want any gossip being spread around the office.
He takes a deep breath. “Fine,” he says simply before taking a step backward.
The doors open and I take my first step off as quickly as I can. I need to get away from this man before my body makes me do something stupid.
I run headlong into Matt.
His initial reaction is irritation. He holds me squarely by the shoulders. “Hey. Hey. Slow down,” he says before releasing me to adjust the lapels of his navy blue overcoat. But when he notices Jackson leaning against the back wall of the elevator, his expression changes. Curiosity scrunches at his brows. He glances from me to Jackson and back again.
I hurry away and don’t look back. Not even when I hear the elevator doors rattle closed.
Chapter 18
“So, last week, you call telling me that you walked in on the guy you were sleeping with screwing his secretary. And now, this week, you’re telling me that you’re ready to start screwing some other guy?” I can hear the skepticism and judgment in Kimberly’s voice.
“Kimmy, don’t twist my words,” I say defensively. “I never said that I’m ready to start screwing him.”
She pushes a deep breath past her lips. “Hailey, you didn’t have to say it. I know you – if you didn’t want to sleep with him, we wouldn’t have spent the past half hour talking about him. I can practically hear you blushing over the phone.”
I turn an even deeper shade of red. I tear my gaze away from the cheval mirror leaning against my bedroom wall, too embarrassed to even look at myself. Kimberly knows me too well and she shamelessly uses it against me when I try to be dishonest with her…or with myself.
“Look, Hailey – I know that you went to New York looking for
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