knock again when he pulled the door open.
“Hey,” she said. “I started unpacking and realized we never sorted out dinner plans.”
He looked down at her jeans and gray sweater. “You unpacked and changed already?”
She shrugged. “I travel a lot. It’s not exactly new.”
He nodded as a door down the hall opened and two giggling women headed towards the elevator. “Come on in.” He stepped aside. He tried not to stare. He’d only ever seen her dressed in her business clothes or at the party, wearing a dress that probably cost as much as three of his mortgage payments combined.
Now she looked different. Less like Victoria Green and more like…Victoria.
“There’s a bar across the parking lot.” She turned to face him. “It’s nothing fancy, but they have a decent burger and it’s convenient.”
“We can just order in. It might raise questions if people see us having dinner together.”
Victoria frowned. “Ummm…we’re in the middle of nowhere. I don’t think we’re going to stir up the gossip mill.”
He let out a laugh. “You’re right. I still haven’t gotten used to your whole…thing.”
“No worries.” Her eyes drifted to take in the room.
He hadn’t thought his was any different from hers, but maybe he’d been wrong. Did she think it was too small? It wasn’t as if he booked it. He reached into his bag and grabbed a black t-shirt.
“I wouldn’t mind,” she said softly.
He paused as he was about to pull on his shirt. “What?”
“I’m just saying. Even if, through some strange conspiracy, the press was photographing us sharing a burger and beer, I wouldn’t mind.””
Dean snorted. “Please. You probably eat guys like me for breakfast.” Her cheeks flushed red and he immediately realized what he’d said. ““I mean—”
“You’d be surprised how long it’s been since I’ve eaten up any men.””
His heart leaped into his chest at her words. “Victoria…”
“I wanted to make sure you know,” she met his eyes, “that you’re on the top of my list of men I’d like to share dinner with.”
He took a deep breath as his eyes raked over her body. He’d thought she was sexy from the moment she’d strode into Grace’s party in the power suit that hugged her curves in all the right ways.
But he’d looked at her the same way he looked at the hot chicks in the latest Michael Bay movie: pretty to look at, but ultimately out of his reach.
Was Victoria really saying what he thought she was? “Why don’t we head out and get those burgers and beers,” he said cautiously. Even if the drop-dead gorgeous woman who made more in one month than his entire house was worth wanted to sleep with him, he was supposed to be doing a job.
“That’s probably a good idea.” She moved closer and stopped right in front of him. “One question, though.”
Her bright blue eyes stared up at him and he had to force himself to focus on what she said. “Question?”
“Do you want me, Dean?”
He wasn’t sure whether it was the way she went after exactly what she wanted or the slight waver in her voice, but he couldn’t hold himself back anymore. His lips came down on hers hard. She gasped, but in a flash, her fingers were wrapped in his hair and pulled him closer.
His shirt fell to the floor as he allowed his hands to roam over her back and ass, finally able to touch the sexy body he’d only been able to stare at all day.
But, good God, she actually liked it. She moaned when he roughly palmed her ass and met his tongue with hers, taking the kiss deeper and further.
He bent down the slightest bit and gripped the back of her thighs to pull her up against him. He groaned at the feel of her curves as they pressed completely against him. She felt warm and soft and firm all at the same time. He stumbled forward, setting her on the desk, all the while kissing her furiously.
Now that she sat on the desk, his cock resting firmly between her thighs, his hands were free
“Hey,” she said. “I started unpacking and realized we never sorted out dinner plans.”
He looked down at her jeans and gray sweater. “You unpacked and changed already?”
She shrugged. “I travel a lot. It’s not exactly new.”
He nodded as a door down the hall opened and two giggling women headed towards the elevator. “Come on in.” He stepped aside. He tried not to stare. He’d only ever seen her dressed in her business clothes or at the party, wearing a dress that probably cost as much as three of his mortgage payments combined.
Now she looked different. Less like Victoria Green and more like…Victoria.
“There’s a bar across the parking lot.” She turned to face him. “It’s nothing fancy, but they have a decent burger and it’s convenient.”
“We can just order in. It might raise questions if people see us having dinner together.”
Victoria frowned. “Ummm…we’re in the middle of nowhere. I don’t think we’re going to stir up the gossip mill.”
He let out a laugh. “You’re right. I still haven’t gotten used to your whole…thing.”
“No worries.” Her eyes drifted to take in the room.
He hadn’t thought his was any different from hers, but maybe he’d been wrong. Did she think it was too small? It wasn’t as if he booked it. He reached into his bag and grabbed a black t-shirt.
“I wouldn’t mind,” she said softly.
He paused as he was about to pull on his shirt. “What?”
“I’m just saying. Even if, through some strange conspiracy, the press was photographing us sharing a burger and beer, I wouldn’t mind.””
Dean snorted. “Please. You probably eat guys like me for breakfast.” Her cheeks flushed red and he immediately realized what he’d said. ““I mean—”
“You’d be surprised how long it’s been since I’ve eaten up any men.””
His heart leaped into his chest at her words. “Victoria…”
“I wanted to make sure you know,” she met his eyes, “that you’re on the top of my list of men I’d like to share dinner with.”
He took a deep breath as his eyes raked over her body. He’d thought she was sexy from the moment she’d strode into Grace’s party in the power suit that hugged her curves in all the right ways.
But he’d looked at her the same way he looked at the hot chicks in the latest Michael Bay movie: pretty to look at, but ultimately out of his reach.
Was Victoria really saying what he thought she was? “Why don’t we head out and get those burgers and beers,” he said cautiously. Even if the drop-dead gorgeous woman who made more in one month than his entire house was worth wanted to sleep with him, he was supposed to be doing a job.
“That’s probably a good idea.” She moved closer and stopped right in front of him. “One question, though.”
Her bright blue eyes stared up at him and he had to force himself to focus on what she said. “Question?”
“Do you want me, Dean?”
He wasn’t sure whether it was the way she went after exactly what she wanted or the slight waver in her voice, but he couldn’t hold himself back anymore. His lips came down on hers hard. She gasped, but in a flash, her fingers were wrapped in his hair and pulled him closer.
His shirt fell to the floor as he allowed his hands to roam over her back and ass, finally able to touch the sexy body he’d only been able to stare at all day.
But, good God, she actually liked it. She moaned when he roughly palmed her ass and met his tongue with hers, taking the kiss deeper and further.
He bent down the slightest bit and gripped the back of her thighs to pull her up against him. He groaned at the feel of her curves as they pressed completely against him. She felt warm and soft and firm all at the same time. He stumbled forward, setting her on the desk, all the while kissing her furiously.
Now that she sat on the desk, his cock resting firmly between her thighs, his hands were free
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